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White, Stewart Edward, 1873-1946

"The Sign at Six"

I suspect him of trying to imitate you." Helen's eyes gleamed
with amusement.
[Illustration: "Can't you see how we need each other?"]
Darrow smiled his slow and languid smile.
"The last time I saw Jack he stood six feet and weighed about one hundred
and eight-five pounds," he pointed out.
"The imitation is funny," admitted Helen, "but based on genuine
admiration."
"What do you want me to do with him?" drawled Darrow.
"I thought you could take him in with you; get him started at something
scientific; something that would interest and absorb him, and something
that would not leave all his real energies free for mischief."
Darrow leaned his head against the back of the chair and laughed softly.
So long did his amusement continue that Helen at length brought him rather
sharply to account.
"I was merely admiring," then exclaimed Darrow, "the delicious femininity
of the proposal. It displays at once such really remarkable insight into
the psychological needs of another human being, and such abysmal ignorance
of the demands of what we are pleased to call science."
"You are the most superior and exasperating and conceited man I know!"
cried Helen. "I am sorry I asked you. I'd like to know what there is so
silly in my remarks!"
"Jack is physically very strong; he is most courageous; he has a good
disposition, a gentleman's code, and an eager likable nature. I gather
further that he does me the honor of admiring me personally.


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