o happy I ache.
Oh, God, Cynthia's wonderful. I'm crazy about her, Norry--plumb crazy."

Norry had known Cynthia for years, and despite his ingenuousness, he had
noticed some of her characteristics.

"I never expected you to fall in love with Cynthia, Hugh," he said in
his gentle way. "I'm awfully surprised."

Hugh was humming a strain from "Say it with Music" while he undressed.
He pulled off his trousers and then turned to Norry, who was sitting on
the bed. "What did you say? You said something, didn't you?"

Norry smiled. For some quite inexplicable reason, he suddenly felt
older than Hugh.

"Yes, I said something. I said that I never expected you to fall in love
with Cynthia."

Hugh paused in taking off his socks. "Why not?" he demanded. "She's
wonderful."

"You're so different."

"How different? We understand each other perfectly. Of course, we only
saw each other for a week when I was down at your place, but we
understood each other from the first. I was crazy about her as soon as I
saw her."

Norry was troubled. "I don't think I can explain exactly," he said
slowly. "Cynthia runs with a fast crowd, and she smokes and drinks--and
you're--well, you're idealistic."

Hugh pulled off his underclothes and laughed as he stuck his feet into
slippers and drew on a bath-robe. "Of course, she does. All the girls do
now. She's just as idealistic as I am."

He wrapped the bath-robe around him and departed for the showers,
singing gaily:

"Say it with music,
Beautiful music;
Somehow they'd rather be kissed
To the strains of Chopin or Liszt.
A melody mellow played on a cello
Helps Mister Cupid along--
So say it with a beautiful song."

Shortly he returned, still singing the same song, his voice full and
happy. He continued to sing as he dressed, paying no attention to Norry,
completely lost in his own Elysian thoughts.

To Hugh and Cynthia the musical comedy was a complete success, although
the music, written by an undergraduate, was strangely reminiscent of
several recent Broadway song successes, and the plot of the comedy got
lost after the first ten minutes and was never recovered until the last
two. It was amusing to watch men try to act like women, and two of the
"ladies" of the chorus were patently drunk. _Cleopatra_, the leading
lady, was a wrestler and looked it, his biceps swell