Men do not expect truth from us, so why disapoint them?
During the salid mother inquired what I had done during the
afternoon.
"I made a few purchaces," I said.
"I hope you bought some stockings and underclothes," she
observed. "Hannah cannot mend your chemises any more, and as for
your----"
"Mother!" I said, turning scarlet, for George--who was the
Butler, as Tanney had been found kissing Jane--was at that
moment bringing in the cheeze.
"I am not going to interfere with your Allowence," she went
on. "But I recall very distinctly that during Leila's first year
she came home with three evening wraps and one nightgown, having
to borrow from one of her schoolmates, while that was being
washed. I feel that you should at least be warned."
How could I then state that instead of bying nightgowns, et
cetera, I had been sending violets? I could not. If Life to my
Familey was a matter of petticoats, and to me was a matter of
fragrant flours, why cause them to suffer by pointing out the
diference?
I did not feel superior. Only diferent.
That evening, while mother and Leila were out at a
Festivaty, I gave father his neck-tie.
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