d acquired a couple of Wrinkles
associating with the Wing Shots in the Paddock.

He could shift to either Foot and he kept his Maxillary covered.

Sometimes he picked up the wrong Walnut. It would begin to look like a
quick change from Caviar to Crackers.

More than once his Heels were beating a tattoo on the grassy brink of
a Precipice.

Then he would smell around until he discovered Something Doing. A
couple of lucky shots and he would be on Velvet again and whanging
away like a Demon.

At last, with a Bull Market and a system of Pyramids, he began to
sweep it in with his Fore-Arm.

Head Waiters paid him the most groveling Attentions and bright eyes
grew brighter yet when he suggested pulling a little Supper, with a
$400 Souvenir at each Plate.

He was admitted to full membership in the Tango Tribe of the
Tenderloin Night-Riders.

This select Coterie was organized for the purpose of closing all
Cabarets by 6 A.M.

An early hour was named because many of them were not made up for the
cold Daylight.

About the time he began to discover Vintages he discovered Elphye
also.

She was an Actress who was too busy to perform on the Stage.

Elphye had a good Social Position back at her Home but, for some
reason, she never sent for it.

Her Parents had arranged for her to be a Brunette, but when Bob met
her, between the Guinea Hen and the Cafe Parfait, she was a Lemon
Meringue.

Elphye wore Clothes that made a noise like a Piccolo.

She was there with the jeweled Heels and the hand-painted Ankles.

In trying to make her Gowns anywhere from six to nine months ahead of
Paris, she sprung several Effects that caused the Chandeliers to
tremble and the Ice to melt in the Buckets.

She had abolished her Shape entirely and abandoned the Perpendicular,
preferring a Droop which indicated that possibly she had been
fashioned over a Barrel.

She tried to model herself on the lines of a string Bean, slightly
warped by the Sun.

The Ascending Star of the Financial World was stunned by the
Apparition.

No one had tipped it off to him that the Queen of Sheba was to be
reincarnated.

He found Elphye ever and ever so accomplished.

She knew all the Songs that now blister the Varnish off the Pianos in
so many well-ordered Homes.

She was enough of a Contortionist to get away with several Dances
named for the innocent Poultry.

Being a close student of the Bill-Boards she was in touch with Current
Happenings.