Mary Roberts Rinehart

Tish Mary Roberts Rinehart

Book Excerpt: ...r breakfast she came down to the porch where Aggie and I were knitting."I've hurt my arm, Lizzie," she said. "I wish you'd come out and crank the car.""You'd better stay at home with an arm like that," I replied stiffly."Very well, I'll crank it myself.""Where are you going?""To the drug store for arnica."Bettina was not there, so I turned on Tish sharply. "I'll go, of course," I said; "but I'll not go without speaking my mind, Letitia Carberry. By and large, I've stood by you for twenty-five years, and now in the weakness of your age I'm not going to leave you. But I warn you, Tish, if you touch that racing-car again, I'll send for Charlie Sands.""I haven't any intention of touching it again," said Tish, meekly enough. "But I wish I could buy a second-hand racer cheap.""What for?" Aggie demanded. Tish looked at her with scorn. "To hold flowers on the dining-table," she snapped. It being necessary, of course, to leave a chaperon wit...