"Are these other folks, these rich ones around the hotel, like you?"
"Oh, much nicer than I!" Gray laughed. "You must meet some of them."
Allie's face whitened at this suggestion. "Please, sir—I'm scared!"
"Very well. As you wish. Tell me, what are you going to do with me this afternoon?"
"I dunno!" Allie looked blank. "I don't do anything but study. I s'pose
I got to study."
"Nothing of the sort. You have circles under your eyes now from overwork, and this is your vacation. I am a visitor, a restless visitor; I abhor being asked to make myself at home, and I never do. I demand amusement. Do you know what I'd like to do best of all?" Allie did not know. "I'd like to sit here and smoke while you show me all your pretty dresses. Ah! Those dark eyes brighten. You're dying to show them to me, aren't you?"
"Would you? Honest?"
"Cross my heart. But remember, I have a color sense and I'm not easily pleased. I'll probably condemn some of them."
Allie breathed deeply. "Oh, Gee!" she said.
"Run along and try them on, then I'll borrow a pair of puttees and we'll go for a ride."