Why not?
Margaret Widdemer
Paperback
(RareBooksClub.com, May 16, 2012)
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1915 Excerpt: ...ingenuously. "They must be different from the girls I've seen." There was a wistful note in his voice, and Sydney, looking at him critically, suddenly realised that, in spite of his rather harsh features and close-set mouth, her companion had the eyes and forehead of a dreamer. And he evidently was hoping for an improvement on "girls he'd seen." Doubtless they'd snubbed him. Sydney began to feel quite sorry for him. "Where are you planning to get your dinner?" she inquired abruptly. Her companion started. "Why--I don't know. I suppose there's some place in the village where they'll feed you--at a price." "But there's a kitchen back of the store, and a whole lot of rooms. That store was one of those old, big brjck country houses people used to build a century ago for a father and mother and nine children. Haven't you investigated your own property?" He grinned. "Yes, but I don't suppose the Sheppards left me a course dinner sitting up on a steam table, when they moved out." "Can't you get your own meals?" asked Sydney. Mattison looked blank. "I never tried. Never thought about it. I suppose I could." Here was that rather unusual thing, a man who couldn't cook. "Do you know of any woman I could get in at such short notice as this, or any boarding-place?" "Only one," said Sydney, " and that's fearful. I tried it for one meal. I say--" for a bright idea suddenly struck her, "I'll get your dinner for you today. I like to cook." It was pure good nature that made her offer. But she did like cooking, and it would be rather fun to do it for some one besides herself. Mattison was almost too grateful for comfort, and accepted on the spot. Entering th...