BARNEY RETURNS TO LUTHA
Too Long; Didn't Read“What’s the matter, Vic?” asked Barney Custer of his sister. “You look peeved.”
“I am peeved,” replied the girl, smiling. “I am terribly peeved. I don’t want to play bridge this afternoon. I want to go motoring with Lieutenant Butzow. This is his last day with us.”
“Yes. I know it is, and I hate to think of it,” replied Barney; “but why in the world do you have to play bridge if you don’t want to?”
“I promised Margaret that I’d go. They’re short one, and she’s coming after me in her car.”
“Where are you going to play—at the champion lady bridge player’s on Fourth Street?” asked Barney, grinning.