Harlequin and Columbine by Booth Tarkington
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fine inspiration. "But if you take her back we can all see her--
every day!" The actor gazed upon him sternly, but with sensitive lips beginning to quiver. He spoke uncertainly. "Well," he began. "I'm no stubborn Frenchman--" "Do it!" cried Canby. Then Potter's expression changed; he looked queer. He clapped his hands loudly;--Sato appeared. "Sato, take that stuff out." He pointed to the untouched whiskey. "Order supper at ten o'clock--for five people. Champagne. Orchids. Get me a taxicab in half an hour." "Yisso!" Tinker rose, astounded. "Taxicab? Where you--" "To Brooklyn!" shouted Potter with shining eyes. "She'll drive with me if I bring them both, I guess, won't she?" He began to sing: "For to-night we'll merry, merry be! For to-night we'll merry, merry be--" |
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