The Golden Arrow Page #7

Where did you get that crazy idea?

I recognized that Parker person.

He's a motor Cop.

A what?

A motor Cop. He rides down Park Avenue.

Why, I was so certain, I engaged a

lawyer to investigate Daisy Appleby.

Why, she used to be a

cashier in a cafeteria.

How will that look when

I spill it to the papers?

Excuse me.

See you later, Johnny.

Send up all the reporters you can find.

I'll take the rest of this.

Why, Johnny.

Of course you're right.

We should keep up appearances.

Appearances, huh?

For the cream, I suppose?

Yes, that's it.

Alright.

Johnny!

The cream for all and all for the cream.

Johnny!

What's the idea?

Where is your black eye?

Hey, wait a minute.

What's the idea?

Now that's for the Polo pnies.

Go on, get in there.

Where to? Any place,

Well ..

Shut up.

Alright.

I was going to tell you something.

I wouldn't believe you anyway.

You little phony.

Phony?

Phony.

Phony? Then you know?

I know everything.

All except that two-wheeled Cop, Parker.

Hmm .. he's the biggest phony of all.

He's my sister's husband.

A nice family. All phonies.

If you don't mind my asking,

where are we going?

You're going home.

No I'm not, because I

haven't got a home.

Yes you have and

you'll stay in this one.

Because it's on an island.

I'm not so sure I'd

like love in a cottage.

It isn't a cottage. It's a shack.

Where do you people want to go?

Look .. he's one-up on us.

T-G

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