My God, she's good-looking!" said Mr. Sandwood, who was just over thirty. "Good-looking!" cried Mr. Hedrick contemptuously. "She always looks as if she wanted to be kissed! Turning those big cow eyes on every calf in town!" It was doubtful if Mr. Hedrick intended a reference to the maternal instinct. "She'd play pretty good golf if she'd try," said Mr. Sandwood. "She has no form," said Mr. Herrick solemnly.