Mrs. Lippett, behind the scenes, did not always maintain that calm
without him--for two minutes.
Dear Daddy-Long-Legs, Maybe later on I'll get cold and critical and sniffy. No, I'm sure
It doesn't sound true, but it is--I can prove it! I was told--with quite a pop, so probably he was a fatter Trustee.
you'll find Abbott on the first page--and she picks the Christian
by the laundry windows in the John Grier Home? Every spring when the
Queen of Denmark.
a very ugly colour, but he says it will wear.
to me but you, Daddy--and you can't always! I'm off for the woods.
as a plate in the front of my chemistry apron, with hydrochloric acid.
But he planned the matter in detail, and I did not feel free to
I shall throw myself into the silo pit out of sheer desperation.
everything I have, you know--that I don't quite feel that I