human
I'm pulling a party at the Tuller to-night, he told Potter Waite over the telephone.
gpt
Double-barreled. To celebrate my birthday and my election as secretary of dad's concern. Dad admits I've come of age; says nobody comes of age until he's twenty-eight, no matter what the statute in that case made and provided believes. He's giving me a wad of stock and making me go to work. I guess I'm going to. So this is a farewell performance. Just a dozen of the fellows. You'll be there?
human
What's the use? Potter said.
gpt
I'm cold sober these days.
human
Come and watch the rest of us.... Sort us out when it's time to go home and see that we don't bust in on the wrong families. There'll be a taxi for every man.... And I'm planning to shoot off a cabaret stunt that will make Broadway look like a country lane.
gpt
Nothing doing, Fred.
human
Now look here, you and I have played together since we were kids. This is my big night and it won't be worth a damn if you aren't there. Forget your infernal motors for a couple of hours and be a regular fellow again.... I'm asking it as a favor.
gpt
Well, said Potter, after a pause,
human
I'll drop in for a while to watch the menagerie, but don't count on my yowling with the rest of the animals.
gpt
You can be a keeper with a steel prod.
human
O'Mera be there? I hear he's going to fly.
gpt
Goes to the ground school next week.... We'll miss Kraemer and Randall. Kraemer's here with a brand-new uniform and a commission, but lips that touch liquor can't touch his'n while he wears it.
human
All right. I'll show up.