Alice Adams by Booth Tarkington
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"That's a good girl!" Alice jumped up, laughing. "Don't forget
it's the same as a promise, and do just cheer him up a little. I'll say good-bye to him before I go out." "Where are you going?" "Oh, I've got lots to do. I thought I'd run out to Mildred's to see what she's going to wear to-night, and then I want to go down and buy a yard of chiffon and some narrow ribbon to make new bows for my slippers--you'll have to give me some money----" "If he'll give it to me!" her mother lamented, as they went toward the front stairs together; but an hour later she came into Alice's room with a bill in her hand. "He has some money in his bureau drawer," she said. "He finally told me where it was." There were traces of emotion in her voice, and Alice, looking shrewdly at her, saw moisture in her eyes. "Mama!" she cried. "You didn't do what you promised me you wouldn't, did you--NOT before Miss Perry!" "Miss Perry's getting him some broth," Mrs. Adams returned, calmly. "Besides, you're mistaken in saying I promised you anything; I said I thought you could trust me to know what is right." "So you did bring it up again!" And Alice swung away from her, |
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