Capitolo 61
feel as a fool. I will try him of moral leap to-tomorrow
and he/she sees that effect that will have; for her it is
mighty taking, and I have to amuse me somehow,
You know."
"How old they want him/it takes to change that
fresh-hearted the small girl in a beautiful to the fashion,
Do I wonder me?" thought Frank Evan, as he climbed
the four flights that have conducted to his "sky-living room."
"That that a curious world that this is!" mused
Debby, with his/her nightcap in his/her hand. "The
right seems odd and ill-mannered, the respectable evil
and easy, and this kind of the life a merry-go-round,
without purpose taller than the pleasure. Well, I have
been my Declaration of independence and Aunt
Pen has to be ready for a Revolution if her tax
me too heavily."
As her its warm cheek tilted him on its arm,
The eye of Debby fell on the small beret characteristic fact
hands give maternal of which were never tired
working for her. You softly touched him/it, and
the simple magic of love swept the shades of gathering
from his/her face, and he/she let him/it clarify again, as her
thoughts flew house as birds in the refuge of
their nest.
"Good night, mother! I will firmly face of temptation.
I will try to happily complain the life, and it don't do anything that
you manufacture a reproach Your dear face, when it looks
in mine really again."
Then Debby said his/her prayers as some pious
child, and it placed down for dreaming throwing
gold buttons with Bess Child, and singing in the
twilight on the knee of his/her father.
It is probable that the history of the first day of Debby serves
as a sample of the most greater part that has followed, as week later
week passed with different pleasures and increasing
interest to more than a young debutante.
Mrs. Carroll did better her, but Debby was also
simple for a beautiful, too much honest for an owl, also
independent for an excellent lady; she would not be anything
but its a little same sturdy, opens as daylight, cheerful as
a has a good time, and blunts as some Puritanical. Poor aunt
Pen was in desperation, you cultivate her it observed that the girl