'"
I made some remark upon the subject of the emancipation of woman;
and Claire, who was now leaning back in her chair, combing out her
long black tresses, smiled at me out of half-closed eyelids. "Guess
whom he's objecting to!" she said. And when I pronounced it
impossible, she looked portentous. "There are bigger fish in the sea
than Larry Edgewater!"
"And you've hooked one?" I asked, innocently.
"Well, I don't mean to give up all my friends."
I went on casually to talk about my plans for the summer; and a few
minutes later, after a lull--"By the way," remarked Claire, "Douglas
van Tuiver is in town."
"How do you know?"
"I've seen him."
"Indeed! Where?"
"I got Jack Taylor to invite me again. You see, when Douglas fell in
love with his peerless southern beauty, Jack predicted he'd get over
it even more quickly. Now he's interested in proving he was right."
I waited a moment, and then asked, carelessly, "Is he having any
success?"
"I said, 'Douglas, why don't you come to see me?' He was in a
playful mood. 'What do you want? A new automobile?' I answered, 'I
haven't any automobile, new or old, and you know it. What I want is
you.
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