"Is he married?"

Her brother started.

"Married? I never thought of that. But no, I guess he's not. He'd have
mentioned it. He's not the sort to hush up a thing like that. I--"

He stopped short. His green eyes gleamed excitedly.

"Marion!" he cried. "_Marion!_"

"Well, dear?"

"Listen. Gee, this thing is going to be the biggest ever. I gotta new
idea. It just came to me. Your saying that put it into my head. Do you
know what I'm going to do? I'm going to cable over to Betty to come
right along here, and I'm going to have her marry this prince guy. Yes,
sir!"

For once Miss Scobell showed signs that her brother's conversation
really interested her. She laid down her paper, and stared at him.

"Betty!"

"Sure, Betty. Why not? She's a pretty girl. Clever too. The Prince'll
be lucky to get such a wife, for all his darned ancestors away back to
the flood."

"But suppose Betty does not like him?"