I'm awfully in the dark about some things. I've
asked a lot of people here about it, but nobody seems to know anything.
Or if they do, they laugh at me. I met Congressman Pell yesterday at the
Tennis Tournament, and thought he would tell me all about it. But he was
horrid! His whole manner said: 'I can't waste real talk on a girl.' I
told him I was a great friend of yours, and that you would tell me when
you came, but he only laughed and said, he had no doubt you would, for
you were famous for your indiscretion. I hate men who laugh at women the
moment they try to talk as men do."
"I think," said Peter, "we'll have to turn Pell down. A Congressman who
laughs at one of my friends won't do."
"I really wish you would. That would teach him," said Leonore,
vindictively. "A man who laughs at women can't be a good Congressman."
"I tell you what we'll do," said Peter. "I don't want to retire him,
because--because I like his mother. But I will tell you something for
you to tell him, that will astonish him very much, and make him want to
know who told you, and so you can tease him endlessly.
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