"Every time I get alone I just giggle myself into spasms. Isn't itthe funniest?"
It was a friendly young face he saw there, but troubled
"I feared he was discommoding you," ventured the Countess, elegantlyapologetic
"Daughter!" said Breede with half a glance at the flapper
"Oh, put up your trinkets!" said Bean, with a fine affectation ofweariness
Thereafter, until late at night, the red car was trailed by thetaxi-cab
Bunker Bean was wishing he could be different. This discontent withhimself was suffered in a moment of idleness as he sat at a desk on ahigh floor of a very high office-building in "downtown" New York. Thefirst correction he would have made was that he should be "well over sixfeet" tall. He had observed that this was the accep