The girl that knows all the stars and that sort of thing.

But where's Morton Bassett in all this?
He's rather more than a shadow on the screen ?" "Same old story of the absorbed American father and the mother with nerves" * * * * * Two afternoons later, as Harwood was crossing University Park on his way to his boarding-house, he stopped short and stared.

A little ahead of him in the walk strolled a girl and a young man, laughing and talking with the greatest animation.

There was no questioning their identity.

It was five o'clock and quite dark, and the air was sharp.