Booth Tarkington

Booth Tarkington

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Portrait of Booth Tarkington Booth Tarkington,  Seventeen (novel) — Chapter XII (1916)

“ He corrected himself. "Uncivilized! And to think Miss Pratt has to find that out in my house! To think—"
"Now, Willie," said Mrs. Baxter, gently, "you'd better go up and brush your hair again before your friends come. You mustn't let yourself get so excited."
"'Excited!'" he cried, incredulously. "Do you think I'm excited? Ye gods!"
He smote his hands together and, in his despair of her intelligence, would have flung himself down upon a chair, but was arrested half-way by simultaneous loud outcries from his mother and Jane.
"Don't sit on the cakes!" they both screamed.
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Portrait of Booth Tarkington Booth Tarkington,  Seventeen (novel) — Chapter XII (1916)

“ Jane broke off a small bit of the wafer. She gave the bit to Clematis and slowly ate what remained, continuing to watch Genesis and apparently unconscious of the scorching gaze from the window.
"I never saw anything as disgusting as long as I've lived!" William announced. "I wouldn't 'a' believed it if anybody'd told me a sister of mine would eat after—"
"I didn't," said Jane. "I like Clematis, anyway."
"Ye gods!" her brother cried. "Do you think that makes it any better? And, by the way," he continued, in a tone of even greater severity, "I'd a like to know where you got those cakes.
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Portrait of Booth Tarkington Booth Tarkington,  Seventeen (novel) — Chapter XII (1916)

“ William returned the cardboard box to its drawer with reverent haste; then, increasing the haste, but dropping the reverence, he hied himself to the pantry with such advantage of longer legs that within the minute he and the wafers appeared in conjunction before his mother, who was arranging fruit and flowers upon a table in the "living-room." ”
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