Carmella Commands
word about it. Now, may she come? I want to talk with her about Hope House.”
“You spika Hope House—no spika me spika Eenglish.”
“No, Mrs. Coletta. And please let her come.”
“Si!” exclaimed Maria, and hung up the receiver with no further word of closing.
Sinking exhausted into the Morris chair, she fanned her face with her apron. She was worn out nervously, but happy. Her first adventure in American had apparently been a success.
Carmella, after school, telephoned to Mrs. Barring- ton that she would come, and rejoiced that she would have a chance to learn why Dixon had not taken her to the Peggy Dorr film at the Gaiety the week before.
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