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 “Oh, I certainly will.”

Tommy looked about indecisively.

“It’s not very late,” he suggested, “would you like to inspect some nice lowbrow movie where they play nice lowbrow music?”

“It’s too late,’ demurred Dorothy, “and I’ve been on the go a good deal lately and I’m a little tired.”

Tommy discerned a hint.

“T’ve got to be at work early tomorrow,” he said. “So T’ll let you get your beauty sleep. Not that you need that sort of sleep.”

“You don’t have to go, Tommy.”

Tommy stretched his arms.

“I might as well,” he said.

To remain would be an admission of weakness.

She went to the door with him. They shook hands. It was a short shake. Dorothy saw to that.

“And you'll be sure to let me know what happens?”

“Posolutely,” promised Dorothy, “absotively.”

It was one of Arnold’s favorite forms. "So this is Paris!" was another.

She thought that Tommy winced a bit as she closed the door.

Tommy’s note was received enthusiastically by Mrs. Loamford.

“You know,” she confided, “I always was a little suspicious of that Harmony Bureau letter. It was nice of him to tell you, wasn’t it? He seems to know a great deal about things. We'll go to see this man Fleming, Dorothy.”

Dorothy seemed reluctant. Why did her mother have to accompany her everywhere?

“You certainly should go!” insisted her mother. “There can be no harm in it—and you may get just the informa[tion]