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"Funny how fellows never appreciate their own sisters" Forrest paused for a perceptible ht Rita was a real nice sister What's the matter with her?"

Before a reply could reach hi the passage to a spiral stairway of broad concrete steps As he left the head of the stairway, a dance-tihterrooirl, in rose-colored kimono and boudoir cap, was at the instrument, while two others, si a dance never learned at dancing school nor intended by the participants for irl at the piano discovered him, winked, and played on Not for another ave startled cries, collapsed, laughing, in each other's ar creatures, the three of them, and Forrest's eye kindled as he looked at thearded the Fotherington Princess

Persiflage, of the sort that obtains as of the human kind, flew back and forth

"I've been here five minutes," Dick Forrest asserted

The two dancers, to cover their confusion, doubted his veracity and instanced his irl at the piano, Ernestine, his sister-in-law, insisted that pearls of truth fell froan to look, and that as she estier than five minutes

"Well, anyway," Forrest broke in on their babel, "Bert, the sweet innocent, doesn't think you are up yet"

"We're not to hi Venus, retorted "Nor are we to you either So run along, little boy Run along"

"Look here, Lute," Forrest began sternly "Just because I ahteen, just eighteen, and happen to be hty over on reeable as it et that in the past ten years I've paddled you raceful times than you care to dareas I used to was, but--" He felt the biceps of his right arm and made as if to roll up the sleeve "--But, I'm not all in yet, and for two cents"