This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1922 Excerpt: ...empties his cup at a gulp.) Mrs. Stanley. (Getting more and more selfconscious as her realization of Lucy's disapproval becomes more and more acute.) Oh, really, Mr. Johnson, you can't expect me to believe that. We can't quite swallow that, can we, Lucy? Lucy. (Pretends she has not heard) I beg your pardon? Mrs. Stanley. Oh, nothing--nothing. (The conversation languishes. A pause. Then Mrs. StanLey says suddenly.) Er--you won't have some more tea, Mr. Johnson? Sydney. No, thanks, really. (Another long pause.) I--I guess I'll have to be getting along. Mrs. Stanley. Oh, please don't hurry Sydney. (Rising) Well, I've got some things to do before supper. And it don't pay to be late at the boarding-house--because if you're late you only get what's left and then you--well, then you understand why it is left, all right. Mrs. Stanley. (Giving him her hand) Do come again soon. Sydney. Yes, indeed. Sure, I will. Good-bye, Miss Stanley. So long, Bob. (He starts for the door, drops his napkin, picks it up, stuffs it in his pocket like a handkerchief, and finally manages to get himself out of the room.) Mrs. Stanley. (Turning to the twins) Such a nice friendly boy, isn't he? (The twins are looking rather queer and say nothing.) Well, my dears, what's the matter? Bob. Look here, Mother, I--I asked old Syd here to meet Lucy and then he Mrs. Stanley. To meet both of us, I hope, dear. Bob. Well, of course. But to meet Lucy anyway--'cause she's in his class--and he don't say six words to her. Mrs. Stanley. Are you blaming me, dear? Bob. Well, I don't know--but you--well, you don't look the way you used to, somehow--nobody every took you for Lucy before. Mrs. Stanley. Don't be absurd. Nobody could possibly take me for Lucy. The boy was just a little embarrassed, that's all. B...