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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Bab: a Sub-Deb"

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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. 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.


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