"But if people can't come and don't come, what are you going to do?"
"They can come, and they will come. It's all in the management."
"Well, I wish you'd try it."
"Do you? Very well, Mrs. Bowser; I shall give a progressive euchre party next week, Wednesday evening. If you'll see to the refreshments I'll see to the people."
"I'll be glad to, of course, but——"
"But what?"
"You must prepare yourself for disappointments."
"Oh, I must! How kind of you to give me warning! Mrs. Bowser, I don't want to seem vain or egotistical, but I'll invite thirty-six people here on that night, and for every one who fails to come I'll give you a $20 bill."
"You are very kind—very kind. I hope the party, will be a great success. You can begin at once."
During the next hour he had the use of the telephone to call up acquaintances, and when he finally hung up the trumpet he turned to me with: