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McCutcheon, George Barr, 1866-1928

"The Prince of Graustark"

It's the way we do everything--on
a minute's notice. I think they're jollier if one doesn't go through
the agony of a month's preparation, don't you? Nearly every one has
wired acceptance, so we're sure to have a lot of nice people. Loads of
girls,--you know the ones I mean,--and Mr. Blithers is trying to
arrange a sparring match between those two great prizefighters,--you
know the ones, Mrs. King,--just to give us poor women a chance to see
what a real man looks like in--I mean to say, what marvellous
specimens they are, don't you know. Now please tell the Prince that he
positively cannot afford to miss a real sparring match. Every one is
terribly excited over it, and naturally we are keeping it very quiet.
Won't it be a lark? My daughter thinks it's terrible, but she is
finicky. One of them is a negro, isn't he?"
"I'm sure I don't know."
"You can imagine how splendid they must be when I tell you that Mr.
Blithers is afraid they won't come up for less than fifteen thousand
dollars. Isn't it ridiculous?"
"Perfectly," said Mrs.


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