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He had not bought a Christmas present for a girl, except
flowers, since the first year he was at college. He had sent Delight
one that year, a half-dozen little leather-bound books of poetry.
What a precious young prig he must have been! He knew now that
girls only pretended to care for books. They wanted jewelry, and
they got past the family with it by pretending it was not real, or
that they had bought it out of their allowances. One of Toots'
friends was taking a set of silver fox from a man, and she was as
straight as a die. Oh, he knew girls, now.
The next day he asked Anna Klein: "What would you like for
Christmas?"
Anna, however, had insisted that she did not want a Christmas present.
Later on, however, she had seen a watch one of the girls on the hill
had bought for twelve dollars, and on his further insistence a day
or so later she had said:
"Do you really want to know?"
"Of course I do."
"You oughtn't to spend money on me, you know."
"You let me attend to that.


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