"I guess our supper party went off all right, last night. Peter and his wife Brooke Schjeldahl brought their five-year-old daughter but she turned out to be one of the most agreeable children imaginable, neither sulky nor sly nor pushy nor ugly, with a charming trustful smile for all of us, she went off without the slightest protest and slept in our bed until it was time for everybody to leave."
From Christopher Isherwood's Diaries, Volume 3, p. 638. I think this means I finally have to read The Berlin Stories.
