“That’s so,” admitted Bruce. “Look at all the fellows who get married.”
“Ah!” sighed Dashleigh, “you know they say love is blind.”
“But as a rule,” put in Carker dolefully, “marriage is an eye-opener.”
“I,” laughed Starbright, who was sprawling on a Morris chair, “shall refuse to be mercenary when it comes to marriage, I shall marry for beauty.”
“My dear boy,” said Frank, “the fellow who marries for beauty is usually the victim of——”
“A skin game,” interrupted Ready. “The dollars are good enough for me.”
“Speaking about dollars,” said Bart, “do any of you believe that old story about George Washington throwing a dollar across the Potomac River?”
“Why, of course,” nodded Merry immediately. “It’s a very likely story.”
“I fail to see it in that light. He couldn’t do it.”
“Why not? Washington was a powerful man, and, besides, a dollar would go twice as far in those days as it will now.”