Contrary Mary by Temple Bailey
page 69 of 371 (18%)
page 69 of 371 (18%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
"We are invited to Mary Ballard's for Thanksgiving, and you're to be
there." "Yes--mother and father are going South, so I can escape the family feast." "Mary Ballard is--charming----" It was said tentatively, with an upward sweep of her lashes. But Porter did not answer; and as he stood behind her chair, there was a deeper flush on his florid cheeks. Mary's name he held in his heart. It was rarely on his lips. Mary had not wanted Delilah and her father for Thanksgiving. "But we can't have Leila and the General without them," she said to Barry, after a conversation with Leila over the telephone, "and it wouldn't seem like Thanksgiving without the Dicks." "Delilah," said Barry, comfortably, "is good fun. I'm glad she is coming." "She may be good fun," said Mary, slowly, "but she isn't--our kind." "Leila said that to me," Barry told her. "I don't quite see what you girls mean." "Well, you wouldn't," Mary agreed; "men don't see. But I should think when you look at Leila you'd know the difference. Leila is like a little wild rose, and Delilah Jeliffe is a--tulip." |
|