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 "Imaginative? You mean that you aren't that wealthy?"

"Exactly. Gordon and I have enough to live on and that's about all. Aunt Mildred is putting him through school. I don't think he means to tell lies, exactly, but—but he romances."

"Then you're not rich!" Wade exclaimed.

"Not at all rich, Mr. Forbes."

"By Jove! That—that's great!"

"Well, really, I'm afraid I can't share your enthusiasm," she lauded. "Is it such a fortunate thing to be near-poor?"

"Yes—no—Look here, there was another thing he told me—" He stopped suddenly.

"Yes? You'd better tell me, for it was probably as imaginative as the story about the two millions."

"Well, please don't think me cheeky, but is there a chap named Smith?"

"I should say," responded Frue demurely, "that there might be several chaps of that name."

"But—Kingdon Smith?"