"Uh-huh," says I. "Special invite of Ferdy's to come see the heir
apparent. Didn't he mention it?"

"Humph! Ferdy!" says Marjorie. "Did you ever know of him remembering
anything worth while?"

"Oh, ho!" says I. "In disgrace, is he?"

"He is," says Marjorie, sniffin' scornful. "But it's nice of you to
want to see baby. The dear little fellow is just taking his afternoon
nap. He wakes up about four, though."

"Oh, I don't mind waitin' a bit," says I. "You know, I'm crazy to see
that kid."

"Really!" says Marjorie, beamin' delighted. "Then you shall go right
up now, while he is----"

"No," says I, holdin' up one hand. "I might sneeze, or something.
I'll just stick around until he wakes up."

"It's too bad," says Marjorie; "but Verona is dressing and----"

"What!" says I. "Vee here?"

"Just going," says Marjorie. "Her aunty is to call for her in about an
hour."

Say, then was no time for wastin' fleetin' moments on any bluff. "Say,