But he only glansed bitterly at the Windows and
observed that they had taken in the mat with Welcome on it, as
far as he was concerned. And went away.
Although we have never had a mat with Welcome on it.
Dear Dairy, I wonder if father would do it? He is gentle
and kind-hearted, and it would be painfull to him. But to who
else can I turn in my extremity?
I have but one hope. My father is like me. He can be coaxed
and if kindly treated will do anything. But if aproached in the
wrong way, or asked to do somthing against his principals, he
becomes a Roaring Lion.
He would never be bully-ed into giving a Man work, even so
touching a Personallity as Adrian's.
LATER: I meant to ask father tonight, but he has just heard
of Beresford and is in a terrable temper. He says Sis can't
marry him, because he is sure there are plenty of things he
could be doing in England, if not actualy fighting.
"He could probably run a bus, and releace some one who can
fight," he shouted. "Or he could at least do an honest day's
work with his hands. Don't let me see him, that's all.
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