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Rinehart, Mary Roberts

"Bab"

And tell me how this happened."
"I am a bankrupt, Carter," I responded in a broken tone. "I
have sold my birthright for a mess of porridge."
"Good heavens!" he said. "You don't mean you've spent the
whole business?"
I then got my Check Book from the tool chest, and held it
out to him. Also the unpaid bills. I had but $40.45 in the Bank
and owed $90.00 for the things mother had bought.
"Everything has gone wrong," I admitted. "I love this car,
but it is as much expence as a large familey and does not get
better with age, as a familey does, which grows up and works or
gets married. And Leila is getting to be a Man-hater and acts
very strange most of the time."
Here I almost wept, and probably would have, had he not
said:
"Here! Stop that, Or I----" He stopped and then said: "How
about the engagement, Bab? Is it a failure to?"
"We are still plited," I said. "Of course we do not agree
about some things, but the time to fuss is now, I darsay, and
not when to late, with perhaps a large familey and unable to
seperate."
"What sort of things?"
"Well," I said, "he thinks that he ought to play around
with other girls so no one will suspect, but he does not like it
when I so much as sit in a hammick with a member of the Other
Sex.


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