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FLAMING

YOUTH

“I'd go anywhere in the world and give up anything in the world for a moment with you, Pat.”

“Then be here at five o’clock. All the others will be dressing or bathing or gabbling. We’ll have the place to ourselves again. Aren’t I nice to you, Mr. Scott?” “How can you call me Mister, after this?” “I don’t know,” she said pensively. “It seems more natural. But I suppose I could call you Cary. Cissie did. I was furious at her.” “No-need. There’s no room for anyone else in my heart or thought but you.” “But you’re going to run her over to Philadelphia in your car.” “Am I? [I hadn’t heard about it.” “Aren’t you? What a liar Cissie is! Then you’re going to run me over when I go back to school. Will your”

“Of course.

But what will the family think of all

this?” “Nothing. I’m only the Infant to them. If they did think anything about it it wouldn’t make any special difjerence. They’d think it was a lovely joke.” “You mean even if they knew that I am in love with gour”

She gave him a glowing glance. ‘“They’d say, ‘Little Pat’s gone and snared herself a real live man.? You don’t know this family.” Suddenly she drew away from him,

jumped to her feet, and darted to the door, where she stood smiling and poised. “What’s it all coming to, anyway?” she laughed. What, indeed? Scott put the question to himself, but in no spirit of laughter. Toward womankind Cary Scott had much of the continental attitude. Since the separation from his wife