Old School Pal To Visit aka Royal Visit

For all you soldiers, sailors, and Marines of the United Nations, the Special Service Division presents another episode in the amazing life of the Great Gilder Sleeves. Let's peep into the life of the Great Gilder Sleeves.

Our hero has finished his breakfast on this thing and has retreated from a jumble of ladders and paint buckets that still litter his living room onto the front porch. We find him there now waiting to share a ride downtown with Judge Hooker.

He can eat much breakfast on the floor. That wasn't very hungry. I think that painter keeps his turpentine in our icebox. Hasn't been here for a week now. Isn't he ever going to finish the job?

I don't know, and I don't dare ask you. Oh, well, here's the postman. There, a corner, Mr. Caresley. This mail for you. Thank you, Mr. Pausy. Mostly bills, I suppose. Mostly. You got an air mail to New York City that might be something.

Well, air mail to New York. Thanks, Newt. Well, well, well. It's from Paris. Well, well, well, it's from Frank. Rinkerhof? That's Suck-Up Kid that visited you last year? His father, my dear. And he was not a Suck-Up kid.

He was a very well-brought-up young man. Well, what do you think of that? Rinkerhof is coming through Summerfield, and he... Oh, my goodness. Come on, what's the name? He's got his wife with him. Well, what's the matter with her?

She's a Countess. A Countess? Yes. Are real them? Certainly. Don't forget that Frank was the richest man in my class at college. He drove a blue roamer and had two for a coach. One for Sunday.