But
he gave William a dollar for the man outside, and said to tell
him to keep away at meal times as even patriotism requires
nourishment.
After dinner in the drawing room, mother said that she was
going to let me give a Luncheon.
"There are about a dosen girls coming out when you do,
Bab," she said. "And you might as well begin to get acquainted.
We can have it at the Country Club, and have some boys, and
tennis afterwards, if the courts are ready."
"Mother!" I cried, stupafied. "How can you think of Social
pleasures when the enemy is at our gates?"
"Oh nonsense, Barbara," she replied in a cold tone. "We
intend to do our part, of course. But what has that to do with
a small Luncheon?"
"I do not feel like festivaty," I said. "And I shall be
very busy this holaday, because although young there are some
things I can do."
Now I have always loved my mother, although feeling
sometimes that she had forgoten about having been a girl herself
once, and also not being much given to Familey embrases because
of her hair being marceled and so on. I therfore felt that she
would probably be angry and send me to bed.
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