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"
Oh
,
you
,
"
she
laughed
.
It
was
so
easy
to
kid
Clyde
.
"
Yes
,
I
'll
wear
it
,
"
she
added
.
"
But
you
got
ta
go
now
.
Here
comes
that
old
fish
.
I
know
he
's
going
to
kick
.
But
I
do
n't
care
.
Six-thirty
,
eh
?
So
long
.
"
She
turned
to
give
her
attention
to
a
new
customer
,
an
old
lady
who
had
been
patiently
waiting
to
inquire
if
she
could
tell
her
where
the
muslins
were
sold
.
And
Clyde
,
tingling
with
pleasure
because
of
this
unexpected
delight
vouchsafed
him
,
made
his
way
most
elatedly
to
the
nearest
exit
.
He
was
not
made
unduly
curious
because
of
this
sudden
favor
,
and
the
next
evening
,
promptly
at
six-thirty
,
and
in
the
glow
of
the
overhanging
arc-lights
showering
their
glistening
radiance
like
rain
,
she
appeared
.
As
he
noted
,
at
once
,
she
had
worn
the
hat
he
liked
.
Also
she
was
enticingly
ebullient
and
friendly
,
more
so
than
at
any
time
he
had
known
her
.
Before
he
had
time
to
say
that
she
looked
pretty
,
or
how
pleased
he
was
because
she
wore
that
hat
,
she
began
:
"
Some
favorite
you
're
gettin
'
to
be
,
I
'LL
SAY
,
when
I
'LL
break
an
engagement
and
then
wear
an
old
hat
I
do
n't
like
just
to
please
you
.
How
do
I
get
that
way
is
what
I
'd
like
to
know
.
"
He
beamed
as
though
he
had
won
a
great
victory
.
Could
it
be
that
at
last
he
might
be
becoming
a
favorite
with
her
?
"
If
you
only
knew
how
cute
you
look
in
that
hat
,
Hortense
,
you
would
n't
knock
it
,
"
he
urged
admiringly
.
"
You
do
n't
know
how
sweet
you
do
look
.
"
"
Oh
,
ho
.
In
this
old
thing
?
"
she
scoffed
.
"
You
certainly
are
easily
pleased
,
I
'll
say
.
"
"
An
'
your
eyes
are
just
like
soft
,
black
velvet
,
"
he
persisted
eagerly
.
"
They
're
wonderful
.
"
He
was
thinking
of
an
alcove
in
the
Green
--
Davidson
hung
with
black
velvet
.
"
Gee
,
you
certainly
have
got
'em
to-night
,
"
she
laughed
,
teasingly
.
"
I
'll
have
to
do
something
about
you
.
"
Then
,
before
he
could
make
any
reply
to
this
,
she
went
off
into
an
entirely
fictional
account
of
how
,
having
had
a
previous
engagement
with
a
certain
alleged
young
society
man
--
Tom
Keary
by
name
--
who
was
dogging
her
steps
these
days
in
order
to
get
her
to
dine
and
dance
,
she
had
only
this
evening
decided
to
"
ditch
"
him
,
preferring
Clyde
,
of
course
,
for
this
occasion
,
anyhow
.
And
she
had
called
Keary
up
and
told
him
that
she
could
not
see
him
to-night
--
called
it
all
off
,
as
it
were
.
But
just
the
same
,
on
coming
out
of
the
employee
's
entrance
,
who
should
she
see
there
waiting
for
her
but
this
same
Tom
Keary
,
dressed
to
perfection
in
a
bright
gray
raglan
and
spats
,
and
with
his
closed
sedan
,
too
.
And
he
would
have
taken
her
to
the
Green
-
Davidson
,
if
she
had
wanted
to
go
.
He
was
a
real
sport
.
But
she
did
n't
.
Not
to-night
,
anyhow
.
Yet
,
if
she
had
not
contrived
to
avoid
him
,
he
would
have
delayed
her
.
But
she
espied
him
first
and
ran
the
other
way
.
