You, my dear old girl, you were
the solid foundation on which I--"
"I know," she said wearily; "you've said it a thousand times: 'The
foundation on which I built my temple of posterity'--yes, I know,
Will. But I am still unalterably opposed to making ourselves
ridiculous in the eyes of Mr. and Mrs. King."
"Ridiculous? I don't understand you."
"Well, you will after you think it over," she said quietly, and he
scowled in positive perplexity.
"Don't you think he'd be a good match for Maud?" he asked, after many
minutes. He felt that he had thought it over.
"Are you thinking of kidnapping him, Will?" she demanded.
"Certainly not! But all you've got to do is to say that he's the man
for Maud and I'll--I'll do the rest. That's the kind of a man I am,
Lou. You say you don't want Count What's-His-Name,--that is, you
don't want him as much as you did,--and you do say that it would be
the grandest thing in the world if Maud could be the Princess of
Grosstick--"
"Graustark, Will."
"That's what I said. Well, if you want her to be the Princess of
_THAT_, I'll see that she is, providing this fellow is a gentleman and
worthy of _her_.
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