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"To celebrate his approaching marriage, Monsieur." "Prince Andras! Ah!" said the first speaker, as if he knew the name well; "Prince Andras is to be married, is he? And who does Prince Andras Zil " "Zilah! He is a Hungarian, Monsieur." The reporter appeared to be in a hurry, and, handing another leaf to the boy, he said: "Wait here a moment.

"To celebrate his approaching marriage, Monsieur." "Prince Andras! Ah!" said the first speaker, as if he knew the name well; "Prince Andras is to be married, is he? And who does Prince Andras Zil " "Zilah! He is a Hungarian, Monsieur." The reporter appeared to be in a hurry, and, handing another leaf to the boy, he said: "Wait here a moment.

At the end, weeping drably, Zilla promised to restrain herself. Paul returned four days later, and the Babbitts and Rieslings went festively to the movies and had chop suey at a Chinese restaurant. As they walked to the restaurant through a street of tailor shops and barber shops, the two wives in front, chattering about cooks, Babbitt murmured to Paul, "Zil seems a lot nicer now."

"To celebrate his approaching marriage, Monsieur." "Prince Andras! Ah!" said the first speaker, as if he knew the name well; "Prince Andras is to be married, is he? And who does Prince Andras Zil " "Zilah! He is a Hungarian, Monsieur." The reporter appeared to be in a hurry, and, handing another leaf to the boy, he said: "Wait here a moment.

She sat in a rocker amid a debris of candy-boxes and cheap magazines, and she sounded dolorous when she did not sound derisive. But Babbitt was exceedingly breezy: "Well, well, Zil, old dear, having a good loaf while hubby's away? That's the ideal I'll bet a hat Myra never got up till ten, while I was in Chicago.

As affairs then stood, the Zil, with his well-appointed army, was master of the situation, but he was constrained to submit. His relations with Tehran then became so strained that the Shah summoned him to his presence to have his wishes clearly explained to him.

The cautions of the broker were wiped from his face, and his voice was cruel: "I've had enough of all this damn nonsense! I've known you for twenty-five years, Zil, and I never knew you to miss a chance to take your disappointments out on Paul. You're not wicked. You're worse. You're a fool. And let me tell you that Paul is the finest boy God ever made.