"Daddy, for heaven's sake, give this woman a kiss!"
People who throw kisses are mighty near hopelessly lazy.
"If you kiss me again," declared Miss Lovely firmly, "I shall tell father."
"That's an old tale," replied the bold, bad young man. "Anyhow, it's worth it," and he kissed her.
Miss Lovely sprang to her feet. "I shall tell father," she said and left the room.
"Father," she said softly to her parent when she got outside, "Mr. Bolder wants to see your new gun."
"All right, I'll take it to him," said her father, and two minutes later he appeared in the doorway with his gun in his hand.
There was a crash of breaking glass as Mr. Bolder dived through the window and departed in all haste for the railway station.—Judge.