truthful Teddie, flushing up to the tiptilted brim of her hat.
Gerry swung sharply about. He swung about and stared out of the skyscraper window.
"He had no reason, no excuse, for doing anything like that!" supplemented the tingling Teddie.
"Didn't he, now!" silently soliloquized Gerry as he swung slowly back in his swivel-chair and sat staring at her. Then he added, aloud: "And what happened after that?"
"He presumed on his privileges to the extent of taking my car out of the garage and going joy-riding in it."
"Without your knowledge and permission?"
"Entirely! And bumped into a street-bus and broke my lamps."
"That's much better," Gerry surprised her by saying.
"Why?" asked Teddie, vaguely disturbed by her remembered failure to mention an offhanded proffer of this same car
