"Why, Auntie, you know I have seen much of the world and
many more people than you have. And if I have not learned to judge those
I meet by this time I shall never learn, though I grow to be as old
as"--she came near saying "as you are," but substituted instead--"as Mrs.
Methuselah. I shall remain here. I would not insult Cap'n Amazon or
Cap'n Abe, by leaving abruptly and going with you to the Perritons'
bungalow."
"But what shall I say to them?" wailed Aunt Euphemia.
"What have you already said?"
"I said I expected you were waiting for me at Cardhaven. I would not
come over from Paulmouth in their car, but hurried on ahead. I wished to
save you the disgrace--yes, _disgrace_!--of being found here in
this--this country store. Ugh!" She shuddered again.
"I am determined that they shall not know your poor, dear father
unfortunately married beneath him."
"Aunt Euphemia!" exclaimed Louise, her gray eyes flashing now. "Don't
say that. It offends me. Daddy-prof never considered my mother or her
people beneath his own station.
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