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. ”
