There was not
much to know concerning a woman's frame or he psychology that
Father did not know, so there were two reason why he selected my
footwear as he did. One was because he be believed high heels
and pointed toes an outrage against the nervous province, and
the other was that I could not possibly have kept pace with him
except in shoes like these. No doubt, they are the same kind I
shall wear all my life, for walking. You probably don't know
it, but my home lies near the middle of Lilac Valley and I walk
over a mile each morning and evening to and from the cars. Does
this sufficiently explain my shoes?"
"I should think you'd feel queer," said Donald.
"I suspect I would if I had time to brood over it," Linda
replied, "but I haven't. I must hustle to get to school on time
in the morning. It's nearly or quite dark before I reach home in
the evening. My father believed in having a good time. He had
superb health, so he spent most of what he made as it came to
him. He counted on a long life. It never occurred to him that a
little piece of machinery going wrong would plunge him into
Eternity in a second."
"Oh, I remember!" cried the boy.
Linda's face paled slightly.
"Yes," she said, "it happened four years ago and I haven't gotten
away from the horror of it yet, enough ever to step inside of a
motor car; but I am going to get over that one of these days.
Brakes are not all defective, and one must take one's risks.
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