There I was, big boob that I am. Pretty soon the race was over, and Wilbur had gone down and collected our money, and we had a hack downtown, and he stood us a swell dinner at the West House, and a bottle of champagne beside. And I was with that girl and she wasn’t saying much, and I wasn’t saying much either. One thing I know. She wasn’t stuck on me because of the lie about my father being rich and all that. There’s a way you know.... Craps amighty. There’s a kind of girl you see just once in your life, and if you don’t get busy and make hay then you’re gone for good and all and might as well go jump off a bridge. They give you a look from inside of them somewhere, and it ain’t no vamping, and what it means is--you want that girl to be your wife, and you want nice things around her like flowers and swell clothes, and you want her to have the kids you’re going to have, and you want good music played and no ragtime. Gee whizz. There’s a place over near Sandusky, across a kind of bay, and it’s called Cedar Point. And when we had had that dinner we went over to it in a launch, all by ourselves. Wilbur and Miss Lucy and that Miss Woodbury had to catch a ten o’clock train back to Tiffin, Ohio, because when you’re out with girls like that you can’t get careless and miss any trains and stay out all night like you can with some kinds of Janes. And Wilbur blowed himself to the launch and it cost him fifteen cold plunks, but I wouldn’t ever have knew if I hadn’t listened. He wasn’t no tin horn kind of a sport. Over at the Cedar Point place we didn’t stay around where there was a gang of common kind of cattle at all. There was big dance halls and dining places for yaps, and there was a beach you could walk along and get where it was dark, and we went there. She didn’t talk hardly at all and neither did I, and I was thinking how glad I was my mother was all right, and always made us kids learn to eat with a fork at table and not swill soup and not be noisy and rough like a gang you see around a race track that way. Then Wilbur and his girl went away up the beach and Lucy and I set down in a dark place where there was some roots of old trees the water had washed up, and after that, the time, till we had to go back in the launch and they had to catch their trains, wasn’t nothing at all. It went like winking your eye. Here’s how it was. The place we were setting in was dark, like I said, and there was the roots from that old stump sticking up like arms, and there was a watery smell, and the night was like--as if you could put your hand out and feel it--so warm and soft and dark and sweet like a orange. I most cried and I most swore and I most jumped up and danced, I was so mad and happy and sad.