"Never go in for politics without a mouth organ and a pair of rubber heels," was one of these.
"Rubber heels?" she inquired, the next time the pattern of the dance brought them together for a few moments.
"An American invention," he replied. "Very useful for statesmen."
Presently they retired to a corner of the lawn overlooking the water. From a distance they watched the crowd now beginning to disperse, Herr Guadeloupe gaily shaking hands, the enthusiastic citizens breaking out into little ripples of cheering.
"I don't know how to thank you, Colonel."
"You don't need to call me Colonel," he replied. "I just suggested that for your father."
"What shall I call you, then?"
"Let's wait and see. Something may suggest itself. You can begin with Gene, if you like. Short for Geneva."
"You've given Daddy a wonderful send-off,"
