"And I shan't let him speak," Leonore decided, "no matter if
he wants to. For if he does, I'll have to say 'no,' and then he'll go
back to New York and sulk, and perhaps never come near me again, since
he's so obstinate, while I want to siay friends." Many such campaigns
have been planned by the party of the first part. But the trouble is
that, usually, the party of the second part also has a plan, which
entirely disconcerts the first. As the darkey remarked: "Yissah. My dog
he wud a beat, if it hadn't bin foh de udder dog."
Peter found as much contrast in his evening, as compared with his
morning, as there was in his own years. After dinner. Leonore said:
"I always play billiards with papa. Will you play too?"
"I don't know how," said Peter.
"Then it's time you learned. I'll take you on my side, because papa
always beats me. I'll teach you."
So there was the jolliest of hours spent in this way, all of them
laughing at Peter's shots, and at Leonore's attempts to show him how.
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