Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER THREE WALLY was surprised to find the trip to town shorter than usual. His daughter conducted herself with great dignity, and never missed a thing. An unbroken stream of conversation flowed from her lips, to the amusement of the people in the seats near by. There was one difficult moment, when in hurrying for their seats, Mrs. Page spied them out. 'For goodness sake, Wally, where are you going?" "Taking Isabelle to town." "Without a nurse?" "I have a governess, not a nurse," protested Isabelle, indignantly. "Oh, excuse me," laughed Mrs. Page. "Where's Max?" "Home in bed," replied Isabelle, before Wally had formed an excuse. "I hear your infant introduced an Adam-and-Eve scene into her party," Mrs. Page continued. Wally glanced anxiously at Isabelle. "This is Tommy Page's mother," he explained. "I know. He's a horrid boy," she answered, feelingly. Mrs. Page retired after this, and Wally undertook to argue with his daughter about unbecoming frankness. "It's true," she protested. "You don't have to tell everything you know." "Don't you have to tell the truth?" "Not when it hurts people's feelings." She thought that over, and he wondered what she would make of it. The little monkey seemed to remember every word that was said to her. "Let's have a punkin coach taxi," she said when they arrived in town. "What kind is that?" "All yellow, like the Cinderella one." "They don't have them at this station." "Make them get us one," urged the young arrogant. He laughed and they went out into the street and waited until a yellow taxi came. As they took their seats in the coach, Isabelle gazed at her father speculatively. "I am Cinderella, an' you've got to be the Fairy Godmother, I s'pose, but you don't look like ...