As things turned out, I'm glad I said it. He was
awfully impressed."
"Of course," said Susan.
"You never saw anything like it," continued Etta with an
expression suggesting a feeling that she ought to be ashamed but
could not help being amused. "He acted differently right away.
Why don't you try it on John?"
"What for?"
"Oh, it'll make him--make him have more--more respect for you."
"Perhaps," said Susan indifferently.
"Don't you want John to--to respect you?"
"I've been too busy having a good time to think much about
him--or about anything. I'm tired of thinking. I want to rest.
Last night was the first time in my life I danced as much as I
wanted to."
"Don't you like John?"
"Certainly."
"He does know a lot, doesn't he? He's like you. He reads and and
thinks--and---- He's away ahead of Fatty except---- You don't
mind my having the man with the most money?"
"Not in the least," laughed Susan. "Money's another thing I'm
glad to rest from thinking about."
"But this'll last only a few days longer. And--If you managed
John Redmond right, Lorna----"
"Now--you must not try to make me think."
"Lorna--are you _really_ happy?"
"Can't you see I am?"
"Yes--when we're all together. But when--when you're alone with
him----"
Susan's expression stopped her. It was a laughing expression;
and yet--Said Susan: "I am happy, dear--very happy. I eat and
drink and sleep--and I am, oh, so glad to be alive.
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