“Well, but do you think I stand any show?”
“You’re the best judge of that, old man. She’s been very kind to you. I’d feel encouraged if I were you. But do it to-day, and do it soon. There are several Richmonds in the field.”
“That’s what I was afraid of. Jack and the rest.”
“Jack, nothing. The only man you have need to fear is that genial millionaire, Hepburn.”
“Oh, I’m not afraid of him. Cherry doesn’t believe in marrying for money.”
“How do you know?”
“Oh, we talked it over academically, you know.”
“Well, sometimes a woman forgets to be academic when it comes to the test. I think you’d better engage her in talk, old man, and do it to-day. Remember we all go down to-morrow.”
“Thanks, awfully, old man. You’ve heartened me up considerably.”
We had walked as we talked over to the wheel of fortune, and just as we arrived there a young man was so remarkably lucky as to win a hundred dollars. He was a very lucky young man, because earlier in the day I had passed by there with Ethel and had stopped a minute and he had then won fifty dollars. I like to see such happiness as was his. I have never seen it anywhere else, but on the stage. He put the money in his pocket and started away from the wheel and the gentleman who was running the wheel asked him in honey tones if he wouldn’t stay and try his luck again.