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Rinehart, Mary Roberts

"Bab"


I am both terrafied and happy, dear Dairy, as I lie here in
bed with a hot water bottle at my feet. I have helped the Play
by buying a box, and tonight I shall sit in it alone, and he
will percieve me there, and consider that I must be at least
twenty, or I would not be there at the theater alone. Hannah has
just come in and offered to lend me three dollars. I refused
hautily, but at last rang for her and took two. I might as well
have a taxi tonight.
1 A. M. _The Familey was there_. I might have known it.
Never do I have any luck. I am a broken thing, crushed to earth.
But "Truth crushed to earth will rise again."--Whittier?
I had my dinner in bed, on account of my cold, and was let
severly alone by the Familey. At seven I rose and with
palpatating fingers dressed myself in my best evening Frock,
which is a pale yellow. I put my hair up, and was just finished,
when mother nocked. It was terrable.
I had to duck back into bed and crush everything. But she
only looked in and said to try and behave for the next three
hours, and went away.
At a quarter to eight I left the house in a clandestine
manner by means of the cellar and the area steps, and on the
pavment drew a long breath.


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