"
"One thing is sure--as long as she lets the Cashier do the singing in
the limelight, while she looks after the babies, there'll be no occasion
for their friends to demand more music of an evening than is good for
her pride of spirit," chuckled the Philosopher. "What--are we at our
station already? I say--let's not make a quick trip by train--let's make
a slow one, by cab."
"By cab! It would take two hours! No, no--here comes our train."
"This is the first time we've gone anywhere since you've been here
without two alert chaperons--younger than myself," grumbled the
Philosopher.
"The more reason, then, that we should give them no anxiety on my
account."
"I'd like to walk the whole way," said he.
I laughed as I obeyed the signal of an impatient guard and rushed upon
the train. "Now, talk to me," said I, as we took our seats.
"My lungs weren't built for the Toreador song," he objected.
IV
ALTHEA AND THE PROMOTER
What an interesting fellow our host is! He is almost more
interesting because of the qualities he does not possess, than
because of the qualities that he does possess.
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