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Updated: May 1, 2025
At the conclusion of the performance Miss " Archie winced "Miss Spectatia Huskisson will be signed up for a forty weeks' tour, and jovial old Blumenthal will be making all arrangements for publishing the song. Two birds, as I indicated before, with one stone! How about it?" "It's a winner," said Bill. "Of course," said Archie, "I'm not urging you. I merely make the suggestion.
Bill, on the other hand, was in great shape. His eyes were shining, and his face looked so like that of a stuffed frog that Archie had no difficulty in gathering that he had been lecturing on the subject of his latest enslaver. "Hallo, Bill, old crumpet!" he said. "Hallo, Archie!" "I'm so glad you've come," said Lucille. "Bill is telling me all about Spectatia." "Who?" "Spectatia.
No doubt you know such a bird, whom you could invite to the hotel for a bit of dinner?" "I know Carl Steinburg. As a matter of fact, I was thinking of writing to him about Spectatia." "You're absolutely sure that IS her name?" said Archie, his voice still tinged with incredulity. "Oh, well, I suppose she told you so herself, and no doubt she knows best. That will be topping.
Brewster's eye, and turned to the orchestra dais, where Miss Spectatia Huskisson was now beginning the first verse of Wilson Hymack's masterpiece. Miss Huskisson, like so many of the female denizens of the Middle West, was tall and blonde and constructed on substantial lines.
The girl, you know. Her name is Spectatia Huskisson." "It can't be!" said Archie, incredulously. "Why not?" growled Bill. "Well, how could it?" said Archie, appealing to him as a reasonable man. "I mean to say! Spectatia Huskisson! I gravely doubt whether there is such a name." "What's wrong with it?" demanded the incensed Bill. "It's a darned sight better name than Archibald Moffam."
"I want sympathy!" "Sympathy?" "Sympathy! And lots of it! She's gone!" "Gone! Who?" "Spectatia!" "How do you mean, gone?" Bill glowered at the tablecloth. "Gone home. I've just seen her off in a cab. She's gone back to Washington Square to pack. She's catching the ten o'clock train back to Snake Bite. It was that damned song!" muttered Bill, in a stricken voice.
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