Beau Revel

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1919. Excerpt: ... Ill "TIH?" Revel roused with an unfeigned ?start. "Oh--charming, charming!... But how long has this been going on, please?" "Little over a week." "Still, you'd think some thoughtful soul might've told me..." "Dick might. But it seems Dick didn't." "Wise child--knows his own father too well." "Too well to think I'd dream of interfering with his amusements." "I wouldn't trust you, if you were my father... which God forbid!" "Thanks, Tom; that makes it unanimous." "If you ask me, Dick's by way of taking his amusements rather seriously." Hale's nod drew attention to the floor which, with the disappearance of the dancer, had been reinvaded by a flock of fox-trotting dilettanti. But it was not yet so thronged that Revel found it difficult to follow Dick's eager progress toward the lounge, where Nelly Steele, returned from her dressing-room, was awaiting him. Nor was the distance so great that one could misinterpret the liking in her smile for him, the frankness of her yielding to his arms, or the consummate sympathy with which they swung into the movement of the dance--with a harmony of thought and action significant of something more than casual acquaintance. "Enterprising youngster, Dick." "Uncommon." But the paternal eye was indulgent. "Lord!" Revel said, "let the boy have his fling." "With a red-headed girl?" "Why not?" "Thought you knew more about women, Larry; you ought to. The red-headed kind are apt to be embarrassingly sincere." "Fact," Hale averred in the voice of reminiscence: "they do crowd one a bit." "Which one was that, Drum?" "Why--naturally--the one I married." Almost without conscious intention Revel thrust back his chair and got up. "Not going, Larry?" "Sorry, old thing; any reference to marriage always makes me restless." "' He smelle...