Tuesday, September 22, 2009

24 May

Uncle Jack moping about all day with what Miss Prism called a "hang-dog" look. I suppose it is because of my dismal appearance at the dinner party, but I could not stand it there any longer. If we had not gone, I would have run amok. Lessons horrendous and usual. Why can't I at least learn history like I used? History at least was *readable*—there were so terribly many *scandals* in it.

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