Judith frowned. She hadn't met him since their first encounter--well, church, of course, but one couldn't count that. He had been in a pew on the other side of the aisle from Uncle Tom and her and she had been careful not to look at him for he sang all the hymns in a loud, unselfconscious baritone voice. And after church, by dint of engaging old Mr. Osborne the chemist in a long-winded conversation she had been able to avoid him.
Judith
Definitely count church young ladies. I met Prof Vue der Plane on a pilgrimage. Constantly in various churches, being "careful not to look" while getting an eyeful.
ReplyDeleteOh Gee, black patent leather with white anklet socks. I never wanted to revisit that BettyK! And the ugly hats, the hats. Ouch, this one makes my feet and my eyes hurt. Only one who's been there can feel this pain. ;-P Respectfully (since it is Sunday) BettyMary