A Damsel in Distress

"Return of the wanderer, accompanied by dizzy blonde! You've

certainly got it all fixed, haven't you! Do you think the family

will stand for me?"

"Damn the family!" said Lord Marshmoreton, stoutly.

"There's one thing," said Billie complacently, eyeing her

reflection in the mirror of her vanity-case, "I may glitter in the

fighting-top, but it is genuine. When I was a kid, I was a regular

little tow-head."

"I never supposed for a moment that it was anything but

genuine."

"Then you've got a fine, unsuspicious nature, dadda, and I admire

you for it."

"Six o'clock at Waterloo," said the earl. "I will be waiting for

you."

Billie regarded him with affectionate admiration.

"Boys will be boys," she said. "All right. I'll be there."