"
I have puzled over this, since, dear Dairy. Because there
must be some reason why men fall in Love with me. I am not ugly,
but I am not beautifull, my noze being too short. And as for
clothes, I get none except Leila's old things. But Jane Raleigh
says there are women like that. She has a couzin who has had
four Husbands and is beginning on a fifth, although not pretty
and very slovenly, but with a mass of red hair.
Are all men to be my Lovers?
"Carter," I said earnestly, "I must tell you now that I do
not care for you--in that way."
"What made you send for me, then?"
"Good gracious!" I exclaimed, losing my temper somwhat. "I
can send for the ice man without his thinking I'm crazy about
him, can't I?"
"Thanks."
"The truth is," I said, sitting down and motioning him to
a seat in my maturest manner, "I--I want some money. There are
many things, but the Money comes first."
He just sat and looked at me with his mouth open.
"Well," he said at last, "of course--I suppose you know
you've come to a Bank that's gone into the hands of a reciever.
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