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Updated: July 31, 2024
Some ways you're about the best friend I've ever had you ain't neither too highbrow or too lowbrow. And this friendship business it means such an awful lot. It's like what I was reading about something by Elbert Hubbard or thunder, I can't remember his name, but, anyway, it's one of those poet guys that writes for the back page of the Journal something about a joyous adventure.
When I came to I found myself in that room, with one lowbrow on guard. I waited until my head cleared a little, and then I sailed into him. The noise of the shindy brought up the other two, and then the argument got pretty hot. There's no doubt but what they'd have won the decision soon, too, if you fellows hadn't happened to butt in just as you did.
"Miss Francis," I said with dignity, "you are a lady and my selfrespect makes me treat you with the courtesy due your sex. You advertised for a salesman. Instead of sneering at my honest efforts to put your merchandise across to the public, I think youd be better advised to worry about such lowbrow things as keeping faith." "Am I to keep faith in a vacuum?
In this section the earth is many-mouthed with caves and cut with passages running from cave to cave, so that the inhabitants may go and come hidden from sight. Jawbone and Hairyman and Lowbrow, of the Stone Age, would be at home there, squatting on their hunkers and tearing at their raw kill with their long incisors.
But the well-worn and handled look of most of them gave Brion an uneasy sensation. If they were used what in the universe could they be used for? "I can't believe it," he finally concluded. "Except for the exotic hardware, this lowbrow looks as if he has sunk back into the Stone Age. I don't see how his kind can be any real threat to another planet."
"What do they say?" "Well, I hate to stir up trouble, but since you began it, I may as well own up they think you're just about as lowbrow as they come. And I s'pose you are." "Oh, well. And what about the girls? Are they jealous of me?" "Sort of. Lotta says if you cut her out with Trymie Icanspoon, she'll elope with me." "And will she?" "Not if I reach the ticket office first.
It was the man whose name he did not know, but whose face he had reason enough to know too well it was the leader of the Crime Club. The man, though evidently badly wounded, smiled defiantly in spite of his pain. "So you're the Gray Seal!" he flung out contemptuously. "A clever enough safe-cracker but only a lowbrow, like the rest of them. Another illusion dispelled!
They entered school in the same class, and he called on her every Friday night at Browning Hall and took her to every party and lecture and entertainment for the next three and a half years except, of course, the class parties. It was one of our chief delights to watch Frankling grind his teeth when some lowbrow as he called them drew her name. She always had rotten luck you never saw such luck!
"It isn't a funny situation; it's tragic." "What do you wish me to do?" the girl inquired. "It's a lot to ask, I know, but won't you help them buy the things they need and save them from further humiliation at the hands of these highbrow clerks and lowbrow customers? I I want to punch somebody in the nose." "I was sure you did. That is what attracted my attention."
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