"
To Warble's great delight there were enough pies left for her final
entertainment.
"Folks," she said, "this is a Mack Sennett party, and it wouldn't be
complete without throwing custard pies. So we will choose sides."
Judge Drinkwater and Goldwin Leathersham were made captains and they chose
sides.
The party being thus divided, they bombarded each other with custard pies
after the manner of certain comedians, till there wasn't a round of
ammunition left.
Then Iva Payne said she felt sick and wanted to go home and of course just
for that they all had to go.
"The nicest party ever!" they chorused at parting. "So novel and _naive_--
so quite entirely out of the ordinary."
As the last pied guest disappeared she turned wearily to her Petticoat.
"I tell you, Warb," he said, "you are sure one corker! You put 'em to
sleep all right! Now you've shown 'em how, you bet they won't go on having
their stupid highbrow intellectural old gatherings. Hop along to bed,
little tired Lollipop."
His long lithe arms gathered her forcefully to him, and her irritation at
his strength was lost in her admiration of his grace and skill in
imparting affection.
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From _The Butterfly Centerpiece_:
The Mack Sennett party at the home of Dr.
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