I gave him a stern
glanse.
"I am not any littler than the other night," I observed.
"That was merely an afectionate diminutive," he said,
looking uncomfortable.
"If you don't mind," I said coldly, "you might do as you
have hertofore--reserve vour afectionate advances until we are
alone."
"Barbara!" mother said. And began quickly to talk about a
Lady Somthing or other we'd met on a train in Switzerland.
Because--they can talk until they are black in the face, dear
Dairy, but it is true we do not know any of the British
Nobilaty, except the aforementioned and the man who comes once
a year with flavering extracts, who says he is the third son of
a Barronet.
Every one being out this afternoon, I suddenly had an
inspiration, and sent for Carter Brooks. I then put my hair up
and put on my blue silk, because while I do not beleive in Woman
using her femanine charm when talking busness, I do beleive that
she should look her best under any and all circumstances.
He was rather surprized not to find Sis in, as I had used
her name in telephoning.
"I did it," I explained, "because I knew that you felt no
interest in me, and I had to see you.
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