"She's beautiful," said Bobby; then he took a sip of whisky-and-soda and failed to meet Tozer's eye as he put down the glass.
"That's what made him remember her," said Tozer.
Bobby laughed.
"It's no laughing matter," said the other, "at his age—when the heart is young."
Bobby laughed again.
"Bobby," said Tozer, "beware of that girl."
"I'm not thinking of the girl," said Bobby; "I'm thinking how on earth the old man——"
"The youth, you mean."
"Got all that money."
"You're a liar," said Tozer; "you are thinking of the girl."