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Something about Samson's smile distracted Tunsley. Then he became .glowly aware that his wife's brother's wife across the table was really not so old as she might have been and that her apparel was decidedly becoming. Tunsley also found as he stared at her that she was good to look upon, though why Samson's smile should have made him discover this was to him a mystery. When Samson strolled over to the next table but one to speak to somebody and studiously kept his back turned on Tunsley and his companion Tunsely felt a sudden rush of embarrassment. It was quite plain that Samson thought he didn't want to be seen!
"John," said his wife's brother's wife at this point, "was there ever apoplexy in your family? Your face Is so red that It's purple!"
"Either apoplexy or smallpox—I forget which," mumbled Tunsley. "Let's hurry to the auto show."
"Oh, what a stunning car!" said Tunsley's wife's brother's wife some time later, pausing before an exhibit. "Look John!"
"Yes, yes," said Tunsley, uneasily as he edged away. "There's a much nicer one over here!"
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