To be honest, the thing nearly
floored me at first, for I never had anything like this happen to me
before. But that's all the more reason why I should brace up to this
first occasion,--and from now on, you won't hear another peep of
discontent out of ME. If we have to stay here four weeks or eight
weeks or twelve weeks, I'm going to behave myself like a desirable
citizen. And I'm only sorry that I've acted horrid so far."
"You haven't acted horrid, Patty."
"Yes, I have; when we played bridge I sat around like an old wet
blanket. Now I'll tell you what, Marie, let's plan something nice
for this evening. Something that will cheer up Mrs. Perry, and
incidentally ourselves. But isn't it strange how we can't make it
seem like a house party? Really, you know, it IS one, and Babette
isn't sick enough,--at least, not yet,--for us to be gloomy and
mournful. And yet, for the life of me, I can't feel gay and festive.
But I'm going to MAKE myself feel so, if it takes all summer! We've
two awfully nice boys to entertain us, and you and I are good
congenial chums. Mrs. Perry is a dear and the baby is an awful
comfort. Now why, Marie, WHY can't we act just as if there wasn't
any Babette? I mean, of course, unless she gets very much worse.
Pages:
136
137
138
139
140
141
142
143
144
145
146
147
148
149
150
151
152
153
154
155
156
157
158
159
160