I don't blame him so much for a lot of things he did—fighting and women and all that. He knew what they'd do to him if he ever for one minute quit bluffing. You know, he was what I call an upstart."
The flapper stole a hand into his and sighed contentedly.
"You've perfectly worked it all out, haven't you?" she said.
"and if you come right down to it, I'm nothing but 'n upstart myself."
"Oh, splash!" said the flapper, in loving refutation.
"'S all," he persisted; "just 'n upstart. Of course I don't have to be one with you. I wouldn't be afraid to tell you anything in the world; but those others, now; every one else in the world except you; I'll show 'em who's little old George W. Upstart—old man Upstart himself, that's what!"
"You're a king," declared the flapper in a burst of frankness.
"Eh?" said Bean, a little startled.
"Just a perfectly little old king," persisted the flapper with dreamy certitude. "Never fooled little George W. Me. Knew it the very first second. Went over me just like that."
"Oh, I'm no king; never was a king; rabbit, I guess. Little old perfectly upstart rabbit, that's what!"
"What am I?" asked the flapper pointedly.
"Little old flippant flapper, that's what! But
