The Fountain of Youth

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plenty of fur and flowers

but no sign of Caroline.

Only two people were there

to meet him, the Morgans.

- Welcome home!- said mister Morgan

- Where is she?- asked Humphrey.

No answer.

Well, come on! Where is Caroline?

Still no answer.

- Was she sick?

he said. -No

Miss Coates wasn't

sick, the truth was

she'd fallen in love.

Humphrey closed his eyes.

He might have been

asleep or dead.

Who is he?

Well, it all, it all

happened so quickly

just a week or so ago.

Who is he?

Allan Brody

- The tennis champion.

- Yeah.

- Na-na-national singles, eight times.

- The last six years in succession.

- Yeah, last six years.

Oh, he's terrific.

A popular idol.

You mean like Carrie?

He's a beautiful creature, Humprey.

He gives us people the same

sort of thrill that Carrie does.

A true amazing couple

Oh, you just have to wait 'till

you see them together.

I can wait.

Humphrey was good at waiting.

But in New York it seldom is

wise to wait too long for anything

And he ran into the ideal couple

very soon in a restaurant.

Look! Look! Here come the lovers!

What lovers?

THE lovers of course, who else?

Carrie, darling!

Oh my, Humphrey!

Alan, you know I've

got your back, yes?

How do you do?

Well, how do you think

of him Humphrey?

Oh, really Caroline, don't ask.

I think you're both charming.

Come on dear! Look at the camera!

We've got to get a picture of you.

Come on, take it quick.

I hope we'd be...

good friends.

After your honeymoon is over

you must bring your...

young man around and see me.

We'd love to!

It won't be for two

months at least.

I can wait.

And Humphrey did some more waiting.

Did a great deal of it.

Great deal of thinking,

while he waited.

And then just before Allan

and Caroline where

due back from their honeymoon

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