“Yes, show him right in here.”
“Yassum.”
Ardelia reappeared with the Reverend Dr. Short at her heels. Bambi greeted him, and Professor Parkhurst shook hands absently. Bambi went to lean over Jarvis. He suddenly threw down his pen, stretched himself, and groaned.
“Now, if I can just get the last act outlined—"
“Jarvis, just a minute, please.”
He suddenly looked at her, and at the other two.
“This is Reverend Dr. Short, Mr. Jarvis Jocelyn.”
“I have nothing to say to orthodoxy,” Jarvis began, but Bambi interrupted him.
“Doctor Short has come to marry us. Stand up here for a few moments, and then you can go on with your third act.”
She laid her hand on his arm, and drew him to his feet.
“The shortest possible service, please, Doctor Short. Jarvis is so busy to-day.”
Doctor Short looked from the strange pair to Professor Parkhurst, who looked back at him.
“You are sure this is all right?” he questioned.
“Do tell him to be quick, Bambi. If it’s about that landlady I cannot——”
