Man of the World Page #4

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Why don't you come along to dinner

with me and Frank tonight?

No, no. I have a business meeting.

I hope this business meeting

breaks up before daylight.

Do you know what time

the elevator man told me

you got in last night?

There's a fortune

waiting for any elevator man

who can't tell time.

Bonsoir, Marie.

Bonsoir, Monsieur Trevor.

How is every little thing, big boy?

Hotsy-totsy?

Hmm. You're getting on, Marie.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Good evening, Louis.

Good evening,

Monsieur Trevor.

Well?

Only table four and 1 7,

Monsieur Trevor.

The lady at table four

is a Mrs.Jowitt,

from St. Louis.

Do you think I'd better?

Well, here's to you.

Why, that's the Mrs.Jowitt

who got here last month, isn't it?

She's just a babe in the woods--

especially for Spade Henderson.

The waiter reports

that Mrs.Jowitt...

picked up Spade

at Henry's Bar an hour ago.

Well, I may make this Mrs.Jowitt

the object of my good deed today.

I am at peace with the world, Louis.

Fortune has been kind to me.

Besides, it might be just as well

for my friend Henderson...

to learn to follow my rule

of keeping women

off his list of customers.

Excellent rule, Mr. Trevor.

And, uh, number 1 7?

A very, very wealthy

Mr. Bradkins from Chicago.

The prettiest hand I ever saw.

The lady with him is not his wife.

Not his wife?

Louis, I'm afraid

you're losing your illusions.

The pleasantest of occupations,

Monsieur Trevor.

Mmm.

I wonder.

This note may be

of interest to Spade.

He needn't know who sent it.

Yes, Mr. Trevor.

Thank you, Louis.

How do you do?

Good evening.

No supper, Louis.

Just a small bottle of Perrier.

Yes, Monsieur Trevor.

Who was that?

A friend of Uncle Harry's.

I met him this afternoon.

Another old friend

whom your uncle

never saw before today.

Oh, you never can tell.

Uncle says he's

a very clever novelist.

What's his name?

Trevor.

Pardon me.

Certainly.

Who gave you this note?

It was left at the door, monsieur,

a moment ago.

I see.

Bad news?

I-- Say, Mrs.Jowitt,

I wonder if you'd excuse me?

Why? What's the matter?

Uh, an important call.

I've gotta see a fella right away.

Oh, here. Wait a minute.

I thought we were going to

go places and do things.

Sorry. Some other time maybe.

I've gotta run. So long.

Well,

if this is Paris,

something tells me

I'm not going to like it.

Oh, Frank,

I wish you weren't going.

I'll only be gone 1 0 days-- or less.

Ten days is pretty long.

I wouldn't be going if I didn't

have to see this fellow.

I wish I could have gotten

a stateroom.

I get seasick so easy,

and the thought of having to

sit up for three hours...

while I'm being tossed around

on that channel doesn't make me

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