All through brightness of afternoon bridge-gamble continue while I poke forth chocolate. At lateness of 11.22 p.m. 6 additional persons depart off from dinner-eat. I go bed without congratulation.
Next morning Hon. Mrs. report to kitchen with shameface.
“So careless, I forgot Thursday!” she guggle.
“Could you not forget Monday or Wednesday next time?” I acknowledge.
“When Thursday comes again, remind me it is here,” she snuggest while tucking her hairs.
So I again enslave myself with fidelity for 6½ complete days. This Thursday, I think so, me & Nogi should see that delicious cemetery while brightness of weather was there. Once more I write Nogi, “Come meet me at kitchen, so we sure find each other.” He reply back, “Will do.”
Next Thursday come up. More sunshininess of thermometer I never saw. On such days birds gets headaches from too much song. So I was prepare to elope away for slight vacation. By early date of breakfast I encroach up to Mrs. Boss and reply with butler voice, “Thursday have arrive!”
“So glad you remind me—so he has!” she gosp. “If you had not speak I would forgot—Daughters of Samantha Stitching Society meet here this p.m. You must assist with salad-eat for 41.”
“Are this not my outside day?” I repeat for slight peev of tone.
“Be less impertinent in your impudence,” she snagger while walking.