"I think he's the only real gentleman I ever knew." "Well, I like that!" protested Val Russel, laughing.
"I don't mean a slam at you boys," she hastily corrected.

"You're a nice clean bunch; but I know so much about Johnny.

He helps people, then hides so he can't be thanked.

He's the one man out of a thousand that both women and men can absolutely trust." "That's rather a broad statement," objected Paul Gresham, who had eyed Polly with fastidious distaste every time she spoke.

He was a rather silent young man with a thin high-arched nose and eyebrows that met, and was so flawlessly dressed that he sat stiffly.
"I'll make it two in a thousand, Mr.Gresham," said Polly pleasantly.
"I hadn't noticed you; and whatever I am I try to be polite." The four other young men, who were used to Polly's sweeping generalities, laughed; for Polly had their hearty approval.
Johnny Gamble arrived.
"Where's the surprise ?" he demanded with a furtive glance in the direction of Miss Joy, a glance which Gresham jealously resented.
"Me!" Polly gaily told him, thrusting her subscription list into the pocket of Sammy Chirp.