“So’s the Sphinx, but it’s awfully out of date, Jess.”
Jessie Norwood looked offended. “Did I ever bring to your attention, Miss Drew——”
“Why don’t you say ‘drew’ to my attention?” murmured the other girl.
“Because I perfectly loathe puns,” declared Jessie, with energy.
“Good! Miss Seymour’s favorite pupil. Go on about the wonder beast, Jess.”
“It is no beast, I’d have you understand. And it is right up to date—the very newest thing.”
“My dear Jessie,” urged her chum, gayly, “you have tickled my curiosity until it positively wriggles! What is the wonder?”
“Radio!”
“Oh! Wireless?”
“Wireless telephone. Everybody is having one.”