"You cannot keep him, even if you pulled all his teeth and taught him
to be a dope fiend," Steve said in desperation after the roars of
Tawny Adonis had been reported to the police as annoying. "He is
growing bigger every day and all he has done is demolish flowers and
shrubs and chew up fence posts. I'm sorry for him, and I'm not
particularly afraid of him, but if there was an accident with a child
even the owner of a dominating garden note could not expect to go
scot-free."
Her father and her friends championed Steve's stand in the matter and
after a little rebelling and pouting and having the pleasure of
seeing her name in all the papers as the owner of the lion cub and so
on, Beatrice consented to part with him on the condition that she be
allowed to give him a farewell birthday party, he being nearly a year
old. She was going to ask the children of all her friends. But getting
a hint of the event her friends hastily arranged a Tom Thumb wedding
for charity, and then assured Beatrice it was merely a coincidence
that the two things interfered with each other, wasn't it a shame?
Realizing that this dominating note was not a social asset Beatrice
hastily sided in with her father and the authorities.
Besides, she was tired of Tawny Adonis; he was destructive, and a
secret source of worry if she could have been made to admit it. So she
prepared for a birthday fete and determined to have the public-school
children as the guests. But these refused her invitation as well; so
she went into the slums and collected thirty harmless waifs who felt
that a lion's birthday party was not to be despised, and brought them
triumphantly into the Italian gardens.
The waifs gathered round an outdoor table, too busy swallowing food to
bother about their possible and likely fate. In the centre of the
table was a huge birthday cake for Tawny Adonis. It was made of raw
hamburger steak, generously iced with bone marrow, and the single
anniversary candle took the form of a balanced soup bone. After the
children had eaten their fill Tawny Adonis was let loose upon the
scene and at the birthday cake, and during the wild smashing of glass
and china and the excited shrieks of the waifs Tawny went to the
birthday cake and devoured it, soup bone and all.
Gay was out of town the day of the party but Trudy bravely assisted,
as did one or two others, Mark Constantine and his sister sitting in
the windows to watch the procedure while Beatrice in a gown of
turquoise velvet with a coronet of frosted leaves played Lady
Bountiful and dismissed the slum brigade as soon as possible, sending
them home with the confused knowledge that a beautiful lady in angel
clothes and a wild animal sometimes meant plenty of ham sandwiches and
ice cream, as well as the opportunity to slip a fork into one's
pocket.
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