"
"Nothing like that," she said loftily. Then her wide mouth spread into
a good-natured grin, revealing the even rows of teeth that were her
particular charm. "I am going out with the great Lyndon Rushcroft."
"Good! As one of the proprietors, I am glad to see you on our--er--
programme, Miss Thackeray."
"Programme is good," she mused. "I've been on a whole lot of
programmes during my brief career. What I want to get on some time, if
possible, is a pay-roll. Wait! Don't say it! I was only trying to be
funny; I didn't know how it would sound or I wouldn't have said
anything so stupid. You've done more than enough for us, Mr. Barnes.
Don't let yourself in for anything more. This thing will turn out like
all the rest of our efforts. We'll collapse again with a loud report,
but we're used to it and you're not."
"But I'm only letting myself in for a couple of hundred," he
protested. "I can stand that much of a loss without squirming."
"You know your own business," she said shortly, almost ungraciously.
"I'm only giving you a little advice."
"Advice is something I always ignore," he said, smiling. "Experience
is my teacher."
"Advice is cheaper than experience, and a whole lot easier to forget,"
she said.
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