And I should be a better Sister if not
condemed to her old things, including hats which do not suit my
Tipe."
Mother moved over magestically to the door and shut it.
Then she came and stood over me.
"I've come to the conclusion, Barbara," she said, "to
appeal to your better Nature. Do you wish Leila to be married
and happy?"
"I've just said, mother----"
"Because a very interesting thing is happening," said
mother, trying to look playfull. "I--a chance any girl would
jump at."
So here I sit, Dear Dairy, while there are sounds of
revelery below, and Sis jumps at her chance, which is the
Honorable Page Beres ford, who is an Englishman visiting here
because he has a weak heart and can't fight. And father is away
on business, and I am all alone.
I have been looking for a rash, but no luck.
Ah me, how the strains of the orkestra recall that magic
night in the theater when Adrian Egleston looked down into my
eyes and although ostensably to an actress, said to my beating
heart: "My Darling! My Woman!"
3 A. M. I wonder if I can controll my hands to write.
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