Eleanor Hallowell Abbott

Old-Dad Eleanor Hallowell Abbott

UNTIL Daphne Bretton's peremptory departure from college she hadneither known nor liked her father well enough to distinguishhim with a nick name. But on that momentous day in question, when blurting into the problematical presence of an unfamiliarparent in an unfamiliar room in an unfamiliar city she flung herunhappy news across his book-cluttered desk, the appellationslipped from her stark lips as though it were the only fluidphrase in a wooden-throated world