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" She was a belle with
older people as well; Isabel and Fanny were continually taking her
driving, bringing her home with them to lunch or dinner, and making a
hundred little engagements with her, and the Major had taken a great
fancy to her, insisting upon her presence and her father's at the
Amberson family dinner at the Mansion every Sunday evening. She knew
how to flirt with old people, he said, as she sat next him at the
table on one of these Sunday occasions; and he had always liked her
father, even when Eugene was a "terror" long ago. "Oh, yes, he was!"
the Major laughed, when she remonstrated. "He came up here with my
son George and some others for a serenade one night, and Eugene
stepped into a bass fiddle, and the poor musicians just gave up! I
had a pretty half-hour getting my son George upstairs. I remember! It
was the last time Eugene ever touched a drop--but he'd touched plenty
before that, young lady, and he daren't deny it! Well, well; there's
another thing that's changed: hardly anybody drinks nowadays.


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