. The wastrel hoard; a drama of the greater love. the public enemy,the master of the invisible government. Hes—hes—un-derstudy—to the devil himself. Gulp. I said he wished me to help him. Dont you wishme to help you? Mary. Of course Gulp. Ill do anything—proper—^you wish. Mary. But Bullard persuaded you? Gulp. I formed a first impression—a general imprea-Bion—and against impressions persuasion is useless. Mary. And you naturally distrust me—[Descending manxiety to plaintiveness amounting almost to a whine]—because I am a stranger. Gulp. My first impression of you was—in Berlin. IhuoiD your not
. The wastrel hoard; a drama of the greater love. the public enemy,the master of the invisible government. Hes—hes—un-derstudy—to the devil himself. Gulp. I said he wished me to help him. Dont you wishme to help you? Mary. Of course Gulp. Ill do anything—proper—^you wish. Mary. But Bullard persuaded you? Gulp. I formed a first impression—a general imprea-Bion—and against impressions persuasion is useless. Mary. And you naturally distrust me—[Descending manxiety to plaintiveness amounting almost to a whine]—because I am a stranger. Gulp. My first impression of you was—in Berlin. IhuoiD your notes are good. Maey. Thank you. THE WASTREL HOARD. 113 Gulp. Ive done secret eerrice work throughout Eu-rope. I heard you every time I could. Mabt. [With reviving assurance.] Im so glad!Youre just the man I need for a friend. Gulp. If you plan to help the royal lackeys youve beensmiling on throughout Europe, you may count me againstyou. [A fourth boy comes out of the telegraph office whis-tling De Nederlandsche Vlag.] Sueegltmt. [Gulp turns quickly and says to him in Dutch,Genoeg! Kom allemaal der uit en ben gereed!The boy stops whistling, bursts out laughing, andsays, Ja, Meneer, and bows low, turns, andgoes into the telegraph office.] Maey. See here, Mr. Dutchman. [Mary puckers up herlips and whistles a few bars of Yankee Doodle.] Wehave American tunes to whistle! Gulp. Why not stick to them! Thats better than yourplan to give the measure for nobles to dance by. Maey. I have no euch plan. The sentiments you haveexpressed are mine. See, I trust you. The best friend Ihave in the world is in the State Department at Washing-ton—Russell Turner—hes Gounselor 114 THE WASTREL HOARD. [CuLP utters an exclamation of surprise whichchecks Maey^s speech.] CULP. Russell Turner! How is that! Ballard tried toU8e Bussell Turners name with me. Mary. Yes. Do you know him? Gulp. Not so well by that name. Maey. Thats his name, isnt it? Gulp. / called him William the Silent. [
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