"You see, I've asked Vee to come home with me for dinner the girl I met on the steamer. You don't mind waiting, do you?" Did I? Say, nobody would suspect it, I guess, by the grin I had on when she and Aunty and the four-eyed party comes trailin' out. "Say, Miss Marjorie," says I, "is that Count Schutzenbund?" "Schlegelhessen," says Marjorie, "and he's a perfect "
I ain't got so far as ownin' a pair of gray gloves, and not a word has been said about makin' me vice president, when along comes this foreign picture postcard, showin' the Boss de Bologna on one side, and on the other this scribbled message: We sail for home on the 10th. Rah! Rah! Count Schlegelhessen is coming over with us. He's a dear. Jolted!