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" Ruby's hand shot up. "Mrs. Schneiderman, could I possibly be excused? I just remembered something really, really urgent that I must do."
Mrs Schneiderman looked bewildered. "But Ruby, this is history, you are in class, how can I excuse you without a note?"
"Good point," said Ruby, and she began to scribble something on a piece of Redfort headed notepaper. Then she handed it to Mrs. Schneiderman.
"But Ruby, you just wrote this, the ink is still wet."
"Just wave it around a bit, it'll dry in no time," Ruby had already gathered up all her things and was heading to the door.
"But that's not what I meant, I mean it wasn't written by your mother."
"Don't worry, Mrs Schneiderman, my mom would give you the big 'OK' if only she was here - look, it has her signature."
Mrs Schneiderman looked at the note, and indeed it did.
My daughter Ruby is to be excused from history if she feels an urgent need to be somewhere else.
Yours faithfully, S Redfort.
P.S. thank you for teaching my daughter about the Jade Buddha of Khotan, lord knows I've tried.
By the time Mrs Schneiderman could form a word, Ruby had already skidded down the corridor and was very nearly out of the school gates. "
― Lauren Child , Look Into My Eyes (Ruby Redfort, #1)
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" Ruby, desperately wanting not to get stuck at the table talking to her mother about the mind-numbing subject of iced finger food, decided to make a swift exit.
"Mom, just gotta walk Bug."
"But I already walked him an hour ago," said Sabina.
"Oh yeah, well, I promised him," called Ruby, already halfway down the stairs.
"Who promises a dog?" said Sabina. "
― Lauren Child , Look Into My Eyes (Ruby Redfort, #1)
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" It’s true,” said Freddie Humbert. “Kids nowadays have got no ability to listen to simple instructions.” “Here you go, Dad,” said Quent, returning with a tray of drinks. “Two martinis, one with extra olives, one with no olives, one mineral water, ice, and a twist of lime, and a jade juice, no fruit. "
― Lauren Child , Look Into My Eyes (Ruby Redfort, #1)
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" Hello, how may I be of assistance?"
"Howdy," came the voice from the other end of the intercom. "This is Mrs Digby, your housekeeper, may I please remind you that your parents will be home from Switzerland in two and a quarter hours."
"I know, Mrs Digby, you told me that a half hour ago."
"Glad you remembered. May I also point out that they may be a little grief-stricken to see the state of your bedroom."
"It's my style Mrs Digby - 'layered' - it's very in vogue."
"Well may I continue to remind you that some magazine folks are coming to photograph this very house tomorrow and if your mother sees it in its 'layered' state, you will be in what's commonly referred to as 'the dog house'."
"OK, OK," sighed Ruby. "I'll take care of it. "
― Lauren Child , Look Into My Eyes (Ruby Redfort, #1)