26 - Another girl took dictation with me this A.M. She can't write as fast as I can. Name's Miss Clark. Barty wasn't as cross as she has been lately. Was late at noon, but worked a little trick I have. I go in, take down a "tardy slip" from where a bunch of them hang, and walk to my seat. Then I just forget to fill out the slip. Of course, Damocles (Miss Sherman) is bound to catch on after a while, but so far she's satisfied with seeing me get a slip.
Saw Mat to-night and took a walk with her. We sat on my porch for a long time afterwards. San seems to have entirely queered himself with her by a disgusting remark made in the part of his diary which she captured. I don't wonder, and you wouldn't either, dear reader, if you'd seen said remark. Ugh! The beastly little cub! I wonder, though, if Mae's disgust will prove permanent. Hope so.
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