Part 52 (1/2)
”W'at's eatin' you? Is they an answer?”
”They ain't no answer,” P Sybarite adot no time to stick round here kiddin'”
”One e at the Monastery Apart”
”Well, an' what 'f I did?”
”Only this”
P Sybarite extracted an immense roll of bills from his pocket; transferred it to his other hand; delved deeper; eventually produced a single twenty-dollar gold-piece
”Take this,” he said, tossing it to the boy with princely nonchalance
”It's the last of a lot, but--it's yours”
”What for?” Western Union dee Bross, _he_ developed plain symptoms of apoplexy
”You'll never know,” said P Sybarite ”Now run along before I come to”
In the shadow of this threat, Western Union fled precipitately
P Sybarite rose; yawned; se Bross
”I'e,” he announced; ”but before I go--tellbefore you're eligible for the Matrimonial Stakes?”
”She said soloomily
”It's yours--doubled,” P Sybarite told hiha department at a hundred a week; and if you don't earn it, ot up very suddenly
”I'll go send for the doctor,” he announced
”Onehand upon his arht--at the Hotel Plaza
Don't be alarmed; you needn't dress; we'll dine privately in Marian's apart that was”
”Honest!” said George sincerely ”I don't knohether to think you've gone bughouse or not You've always been a bit queer and foolish in the bean, but never since I've known you--”
”And after dinner,” P Sybarite pursued evenly, ”you're going to attend a very quiet little wedding party”
”Whose, for God's sake?”