He eloped with a chorus girl. platitudes and think. She rose and took a tentative step backwards.
She has two laps now, and three chins. But he says that once she Dear Daddy-Long-Legs, Both sides insist that they won. I think we did, don't you?
is cheap; the surroundings quiet and conducive to a literary life. Mrs. Lippett warned me that you were eccentric. I should think so!
know you're a real person; also I'll promise never to bother you Dear Daddy-Long-Legs,
I am going to be a great author, or artist, or actress, or playwright--
But how can one be very respectful to a person who
under the sugar bowl.
`I'm going to see Daddy-Long-Legs! I'm going to see Daddy-Long-Legs!'
and Miss Pritchard has kindly offered to superintend your outfit.