Tish plays the game

Rinehart, Mary Roberts · 1958

We met Nettie Lynn on the street the other day, and she cut us all dead. Considering the sacrifices we had all made for her, especially our dear Tish, who cut a hole in her best rug on her account, this ungrateful conduct forces me to an explanation of certain events which have caused most unfair criticism. Whatever the results, it is never possible to impugn the motives behind Tish’s actions. As for the janitor of Tish’s apartment house maintaining that the fruit jar buried in the floor was a portion of a still for manufacturing spirituous liquors, and making the statement that Tish’s famous blackberry cordial for medicinal use was fifty per cent alcohol--I consider this beneath comment. T…

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