“Yes, none other.”
“I liked Ronald, as well as Jack Hudson; but ‘Beano’ Bates!”
Maurice laughed. “Oh, Beano is a pretty good scout. He hasn’t a lot of brains, but he can spend his money.” Maurice looked teasingly at Ann. He had not known Ann this long without learning how to provoke her.
“A noble thing to like him for!”
“Your ideals, my dear cousin, are a wonderful thing in this world of get and grab, but they won’t work in every day life, I am afraid.”
“Mine have worked so far, Maury.”
“But you have never had to dig for the simoleons.”
“Have you, that you know so much?”
“I can’t say that I have, and frankly, sweet Ann, I don’t want to.”