15 - Went to Dr. Little's and made an appointment for three weeks from to-day. Shades of my aching jaw, and also of the Spanish Inquisition! I hope he won't more than murder me. Of course, I couldn't go to drawing class, as I've lost my specs, alas!
I went to Mae's in the afternoon. She tried to show me how to do up my hair (see illustration above) but it was a rank failure. To account for the noble work of art on the preceding page: Mae wouldn't let me kiss her. I said I didn't want to anyhow. Whereupon she replied "sour grapes." She came home with me after supper and stayed till Muz came home.
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