Although pleasant after ten A. M. he is not realy
paternal in the early morning, and when Mademoiselle was still
with us was quite hateful to her at times, asking her to be good
enough not to jabber French at him untill evening when he felt
stronger.
"Whose Wedding?" he said.
"Well," I said. "You've got to Daughters and we might as
well look ahead."
"I intend to have to Daughters," he said, "for some time to
come. And while we're on the subject, Bab, I've got somthing to
say to you. Don't let that romantic head of yours get filled up
with Sweethearts, because you are still a little girl, with all
your airs. If I find any boys mooning around here, I'll--I'll
shoot them."
Ye gods! How intracate my life was becoming! I engaged and
my masculine parent convercing in this homacidal manner! I
withdrew to my room and there, when Jane Raleigh came later,
told her the terrable news.
"Only one thing is to be done, Jane," I said, my voice
shaking. "Tom must be warned."
"Call him up," said Jane, "and tell him to keep away."
But this I dare not do.
"Who knows, Jane," I observed, in a forlorn manner, "but
that the telephone is watched? They must suspect.
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