LADIES-IN-WAITING
offering was to be when you trimmed your hat? I am flattered!”
“Sorry! The hat was trimmed weeks ago, and I’m wearing your bouquet because it matches.”
“Thanks, awfully,” replied the crestfallen youth. “Plans for reduction of head-size constantly on file in Miss Tucker’s office.”
“Just Carl’s luck to hit on a match.”
“Don’t see any particular luck in being accessory to a hat trimming,” grumbled Carl.
“Write now and then, Miss Tommy, won’t you?” said a fellow with eyeglasses and an air of fashion.
“Won’t promise! I’ll wait till I’m rich enough to cable!”
“Shilling a word’s expensive, but you can send ’em to me collect. My word is ‘Hopeful,’”—at which the little party laughed.
“Register another, and make it ‘Uncertain,’” called the girl roguishly, seeing that no one was paying any attention to her friends and their nonsense.
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