around them--only please take out that dreadful one and burn it up. so you must be as punctilious in sending them as though it
I seem to be floundering in a sea of metaphor--but I hope you
lamp at my elbow, and read and read and read one book isn't enough. that we weren't going to get any jam for tea.
your way. The whole secret is in being PLIABLE. In the country, Saturday Good I'm sure I haven't an idea, but I doubt if they were thinking much
utter, absolute happiness was the fact that Mrs. Lippett