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"That's not the real point," his father said. "Did you notice the Court treated me with equal consideration, million dollars or no?'; "I'm licked, dad, don't rub it in." Andy's voice was small and humble. "It just shows what can happen when a man lets love blind him to the principles of democracy." Before he knew it, Andy had gulped out the whole story, down to the missing pearl stud. And again Andy was to know what it meant to have the father he did. Before the day was over the Judge had come back from the night club with the missing stud in one hand and a box holding Andy's first tuxedo in the other. And somehow the fact that his father had paid his bill for him and was taking it out of his allowance a dollar a week was the happiest news of all. He felt he could hold his head high with honorable men again. Andy, magnificent and haughty in his own tuxedo, and Betsy, looking sweet and fifteen, arrived at the ballroom entrance where Mrs. Fowler and her daughter, Daphne, were receiving guests. As Andy and Betsy took their places and waited for their turn to greet the debutante, Andy whispered, "Gosh, Betsy, there's other guys here in tuxedos !" "Sure," said Betsy, "some of 'ern can't afford dress suits." "Well, rags is royal raiment when worn for virtue's sake," replied Andy with a noble air. Their turn to greet Daphne came, and Betsy and Andy stepped forward. "Hi'ya, Daph ! Gee, you're a knockout in that strapless gown," Betsy told Daphne, in her little-girl manner. "I'm freezing in it," Daphne whispered and, putting on a big act, asked, "This is Mr. Hardy?" "May I present Mr. Andrew Hardy," Betsy said, and in an aside to Daphne added, "one of Nature's noblemen !" "I am most happy to make your acquaintance, Miss Fowler," beamed Andy. "Greetings, Mr. Hardy, from one doglover to another!" said Daphne. "What's Clark Gable got that he hasn't got?" asked Betsy. "Nothing but Carole Lombard!" replied Daphne, grinning. Other guests came up for presentation and Andy and Betsy stepped aside, but before Andy got away, Daphne gave him a Shirley Temple's new film, "Young People," which features Jack Oakie and Charlotte Greenwood, is her last picture on her long 20th Century-Fox contract. She'll be a schoolgirl from now on unless her mother decides to accept one of the radio or screen offers she has received. parting aside : "Betsy's told me the amazing story of your life, so restrain yourself until the sixth dance — Glamor Boy !" Andy's face expanded into a broad grin. Dancing with Daphne, Andy, taking his social importance very big, and looking around to see if all the other guests were aware of him, noticed Betsy's eyes glued on him with adoration and pride and, behind Daphne's back, holding up his hand, gave Betsy the "okay" sign. Meeting Daphne Fowler didn't seem so important after all. His heart didn't miss a single beat when he danced with her. Funny, how his sense of values had changed. Funny how he had changed about so many things. He couldn't understand the new feeling he had for little Betsy Booth or his pride in her when she got up on the platform and sang and he saw all the grand New Yorkers making as much to-do over her voice as folks had back home in Carvel. Acknowledging a signal from a cameraman standing in the doorway, Daphne said, "There's my pet photographer — guaranteed not to let your eyes squint ! Here's where we annihilate the unbelievers in Carvel !" But even when Andy saw the photographer taking the flashlight picture of him dancing with Daphne it didn't seem so important to be vindicated any more or to have turned the tables on Polly and Beezy, back home. Afterwards Andy took Betsy home_ in one of the old carriages that are making their last stand outside the Plaza Hotel. And as they drove through the park, Andy looked at her with shining eyes. "You've changed since you were out in Carvel," he whispered. "You're growing up. Gee, I'd forgotten how swell you were." "Maybe I wasn't that swell in Carvel," Betsy sighed, "or maybe you didn't notice it. One thing about me hasn't changed, though. No boy has ever kissed me yet!" Solemnly, and with his heart pounding, Andy accepted her wistful challenge and leaned over and kissed her cheek. Then suddenly Betsy began to cry and Andy took out his handkerchief only to discover he needed it as much as Betsy did. It was funny the way he felt looking at her. Sort of excited, as if she„was some new girl he'd just met, a girl he had a crush on. When a girl you liked cried, she had glamor even with a shiny nose. Gee, it was funny about girls, he thought. They were sort of thrilling at that. All of them, Polly, Daphne, and now even little Betsy Booth. Maybe Brigham Young had the right idea after all, with so many perfectly swell girls in the world and all of them so sweet in their different ways. 86 SCREENLAND