"Do you think so? We are such good friends, you know."

"Of course, if you'd like to have her," slowly and doubtfully,
"why, put her name down. But you evidently haven't seen that."
Mrs. Dan pointed to a copy of the Trumpet which lay on the table.

When he had handed her the paper she said, "'The Censor' is
growing facetious at your expense."

"I am getting on in society with a vengeance if that ass starts in
to write about me. Listen to this"--she had pointed out to him the
obnoxious paragraph--"If Brewster Drew a diamond flush, do you
suppose he'd catch the queen? And if he caught her, how long do
you think she'd remain Drew? Or, if she Drew Brewster, would she
be willing to learn such a game as Monte?"

The next morning a writer who signed himself "The Censor" got a
thrashing and one Montgomery Brewster had his name in the papers,
surrounded by fulsome words of praise.





CHAPTER VIII

THE FORELOCK OF TIME


One morning not long after the incidents just related, Brewster