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"Shall I type your Good-bye to George? " I asked Mother. She said, "What do you mean? " I said, "The one you will leave pinned to your pincushion in the usual place?"
She laughed, and I again thought her most fearfully casual. There was no packing done, although one would have thought she would have liked her clothes nice and fresh and lots of them, so that she shouldn't feel shabby at Boulogne, and let Mr. Aix and herself down. As for my clothes -- I really only had one -- one dress I mean -- and it was hanging loose where it shouldn't, and with a large ink-spot in front nobody had troubled to take out with salts of lemon or anything.