Being still awake when the Familey came upstairs, I went
into her room and experamented while she was taking down her
hair.
"Well?" she said at last. "You needn't stare like that. I
can't do my hair this way without a Swich."
"I was merely thinking," I said in a lofty tone.
"Then go and think in bed."
"Does it or does it not concern you as to what I was
thinking?" I demanded.
"It doesn't greatly concern me," she replied, wraping her
hair around a kid curler, "but I darsay I know what it was. It's
written all over you in letters a foot high. You'd like me to
get married and out of the way."
I was exultent yet terrafied at this result of my
Experament. Already! I said to my wildly beating heart. And if
thus in five minutes what in the entire summer?
On returning to my Chamber I spent a pleasant hour planing
my maid-of-honor gown, which I considered might be blue to mach
my eyes, with large pink hat and carrying pink flours.
The next morning father and I breakfasted alone, and I said
to him:
"In case of festivaty in the Familey, such as a Wedding, is
my Allowence to cover clothes and so on for it?"
He put down his paper and searched me with a peircing
glanse.
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