” “It scarcely gives me a chance,” Mr. They drove around town that night in his Buick convertible. ” “It’s the perpetual trouble,” he said, “of parent and child. I do not wish to blow off a head, you understand. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. Forgive me if a certain warmth creeps into my words! The Park is green and gray to-day, but I am glowing pink and gold. .
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