But, meanwhile, she just dreams that he's
dreaming those 'big thinks' that's going, some time, to set a dreaming
world wide awake to the mighty 'thinks' she dreams into her beau's
head."
Then she began to laugh, and the infection of it caught her father, who
gurgled heavily in chorus.
"Say, wouldn't it be a real circus if a big, strong man had to act the
same as us poor women? I mean when we're scheming to stir up a
sensation in the hearts of men, and in the envy depot of other girls,
when we enter the portals of a swell social gathering. Now Jeff. Say,
my Daddy, can you see him sort of mincing across the floor," she cried,
springing from her seat and pantomiming across the room, "smiling, and
smirking and bowing, this way and that, all done up in fancy bows, and
sheeny satins, and--and with combs in his sleek hair to hold it in
place, and with a jeweled tiara set on top of it? And then--yes, just
a teeny tiny touch of powder on his nose? My word!"
A happy chorus of laughter rang through the room as she returned to her
seat, Bud's coming in great unrestrained gusts.
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