She stood on the mat instead, andlooked down on him. "Look here, daddy," she said, in a tone of greatreasonableness, "I MUST go to that dance, you know."Her father's irony deepened. "Why?" he asked, suavely.Her answer was not quite ready. "Well, because I don't see any reasonwhy I shouldn't.""You see I do.
We do already threaten the privacy of the post because ofbetting tout's letters. The drift of all that kind of thing is narrow,unimaginative, mischievous, stupid...."I stopped short and walked... read more
