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the family before he left here?

I don't think he meant

to boast of it. He spoke

of it quite calmly.

Most girls are

usually pretty fresh.

They oughta go to a man's college

for about a year. Men get taught

a few things about freshness.

Look here, who sent

you those flowers

you keep making

such a fuss over?

- Lucy.

- He did.

- Who's he?

- The queer-looking duck.

- I've come for that dance!

Oh, him...I suppose

he's some old widower.

Heh; some old widower!

Yes, he is a widower!

I ought to have told you before.

He's my father.

Oh.

Well that's a horse on me.

If I'd known he was your...

This is our dance.

But I guess I won't insist on it.

George, dear; are you

enjoying the party?

Yes mother, very much.

Will you please excuse us?

Miss Morgan...

Eggnog, anybody?

Not for me, sir.

I see that you kept

your promise, Gene.

Isabel, I remember the

last drink Gene ever had.

Fact is, I believe if he

hadn't broken that bass fiddle,

Isabel never would have taken Wilbur.

Heh, what do you think, Wilbur?

I shouldn't be surprised.

If your notion's right, I'm

glad Gene broke the fiddle.

What do you say about it, Isabel?

By Jingo! She's blushing!

Who wouldn't blush?

The important thing is

that Wilbur did get her,

and not only got her,

but kept her.

There's another important

thing...that is, for me.

In fact, it's the only thing

that makes me forgive that bass

viole for getting in my way.

- Well, what's that?

- Lucy.

You havin' a good time?

I don't suppose you

ever gave up smoking...

No, sir.

Well, I've got some Havanas.

Your ears don't burn, young lady?

- Would you care for some

refreshments, Miss Morgan?

- Yes, thanks.

What did you say your name was?

Morgan.

Funny name...

Everybody else's name always is.

I didn't mean it was really funny.

That's just one of the crowd's

bits of horsing in college.

I knew your last name was Morgan.

I meant your first name.

- Lucy.

- Well!

Is "Lucy" a funny name, too?

- No...Lucy's very much all right.

- Thanks.

Here they are. Here

they are, Henry.

- Are they?

- Thanks for what?

Thanks about letting

my name be Lucy.

Good-bye. I've got

this dance with her.

- With who?

- With Isabel, of course.

Tell me, have you danced with

poor old Fanny too, this evening?

Twice. Wilbur...

My gosh, old times certainly

are starting all over again...

Not a bit! There aren't any

old times. When times are gone

they aren't old - they're dead.

There aren't any

times but new times!

- What are you studying in school?

- I beg your pardon?

- What are you studying in school?

- College.

- College.

Oh, lots of useless guff.

Why don't you study

some useful guff?

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