"Don't guy me, David," she cried, turning quite red.
"If every girl I know could enjoy such improvement in five years, I'm
sure--" began David gallantly.
"I suppose you're thinking of Christine Braddock when you say that,"
said she shrewdly.
He had the grace to blush.
"Well, let me tell you, David, she's the prettiest thing on two legs--
I should say, on two continents. Goodness, a girl does pick up such
awful expressions on the stage! I'm just perfectly awful."
"She is beautiful?" asked David, his heart-beats quickening.
"She's what you might call ravishing," proclaimed Ruby. "And she's
very elegant, too."
"She don't forget 'er old friends, though," said Joey hastily. "She
sent me that geranium over there larst month and she--"
"Never mind, dad. David isn't interested in her or what she does. Tell
me about Colonel Grand's daughter."
"How do you happen to know--"
"Oh, a little Dicky-bird told me," she said. "It was in the newspaper
I take that you and she were at the Springs at the same time. Oh, I
read the society news. Is she pretty?"
"She reminds me of her father.
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