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suppose you show me some respect
I Abbiel
L honestly think parents SHOULD
respect their children, and ther
take awfully good care that they
/ themselves are worthy Of their chill.
dren's respect before they demand
it,"
"Gigil" Mr.. Berkeley commanded
sternly, and the girl slumped de-
/ jectedly into her chair beside Dun
dee's.
DUT she was not crushed long
ID In low, eager voice she chal-
lenged her dinner partner: "Anc
I'll bet you agree with me. Mr.
Dundee. You're the only thrillingly
handsome man besides Dad that
ever saw who looked as if he had
sense"
Thank you, Gigi," Dundee said
gravely. using the nickname as she
haG commanded.
You're Scotch-Irish, aren't you?
We're English way back on Dads
side. and pore white trash on
mothers. That wouldn't be bad at
all-might be lots of fun, in fact
if Abbie weren't trying so hard to
be society
of course dads a born gentle
man. Isn't he precious? I'm nuts
on Dad, you know, and it makes
Abbie simply wild because I can
wind him around my little finger.
Il should think you'd be rather
expert at winding any male around
your most adorable little finger,
Dundee assured her CALAMITY.
DO you really think SOP" Gigi
was almost pathetically earnest.
Its terrible to be only IS, and not
to know whether you have sex ap-
peal But I do think I'm going to
have quite a lot, don't you? I've only
tried it out on Arnold-that's the
chauffeur, and he's diSgustingly in
love with Doris, the ladys maid"
Dundee did not laugh. I'm COM
pletely bowled Over-if that helps.
"Oh. it does, for I've been trying
to sex-appeal you all evening"" shl
assured him shamelessly. You see,
it's rather hard with Clorinda
around.
She's so simply gorgeous, and
I'm just a sun-burned, leggy kid d.
What do you think of Seymour
Crosby?" she added suddenly, her
wide, childish eyes of clear topaz
blazing up at Dundee.
He had been lodging that very
question, every time the detective
part of his brain had presented it
to him. Now he raised his blue
eyes and studied Seymour Crosby
for the third or fourth time, Clor-
midas faffce being at the moment
engaged in conversation with Mrs.
Lambert.
And suddenly it came to him,
with a little shock, that Crosby and
his fiancee were enough alike to be
zoo closely related for their marriage
to be legal Both were tall and
slender and very dark as to hair and
eyes.
Both looked like thoroughbreds,
the product of centuries of blue
blooded ancestors. But where Clor-
india Berkeley was arrogant, Sey-
mour Crosby merely had that indie
Unable air of pride in birth and
position.
IF he were not so young, I be-
lieYe should characterize Mr..
Crosby as "a gentleman of the old
schooI'-and I 1ean that in the best
sense" Dundee answered Gigi, in
all sincerity. Looking at Seymour
Crosby, those dark speculations
upon the mystery with which he was
connected seemed impertinent and
absurd. Still
80 young?" Gigi echoed, Hes
81! Dads simply wild"
They were interrupted by Mrs.
Berkeley, who was calling: Clio
rinda! What is the child brood
ing over, to make her deaf? Sc. .
Clo-rin- dal"
~IGI giggled, and leaned close
" to Dundee. Listen to Abbie
Doesn't she sound exactly like one
of the bugle horns on car? Ta-ta
fatal"
"You little fend!" Dundee chided
her. but he laughed as hard as he