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"
Oh
,
has
n't
she
come
in
yet
?
"
announced
Hortense
,
on
first
being
admitted
by
Ratterer
and
seeing
Clyde
near
one
of
the
front
windows
,
looking
out
.
"
Is
n't
that
too
bad
?
Well
,
we
'll
just
have
to
wait
a
little
bit
if
you
do
n't
mind
"
--
this
last
with
a
switch
and
a
swagger
that
plainly
said
,
who
would
mind
having
us
around
?
And
forthwith
she
began
to
primp
and
admire
herself
before
a
mirror
which
surmounted
an
ocher-colored
mantelpiece
that
graced
a
fireless
grate
in
the
dining-room
.
And
her
friend
,
Greta
Miller
,
added
:
"
Oh
,
dear
,
yes
.
I
hope
you
wo
n't
make
us
go
before
she
comes
.
We
did
n't
come
to
eat
.
We
thought
your
dinner
would
be
all
over
by
now
.
"
"
Where
do
you
get
that
stuff
--
'
put
you
out
'
?
"
replied
Ratterer
cynically
.
"
As
though
anybody
could
drive
you
two
outa
here
if
you
did
n't
want
to
go
.
Sit
down
and
play
the
victrola
or
do
anything
you
like
.
Dinner
'll
soon
be
ready
and
Louise
'll
be
here
any
minute
.
"
He
returned
to
the
dining-room
to
look
at
a
paper
which
he
had
been
reading
,
after
pausing
to
introduce
Clyde
.
And
the
latter
,
because
of
the
looks
and
the
airs
of
these
two
,
felt
suddenly
as
though
he
had
been
cast
adrift
upon
a
chartless
sea
in
an
open
boat
.
"
Oh
,
do
n't
say
eat
to
me
!
"
exclaimed
Greta
Miller
,
who
was
surveying
Clyde
calmly
as
though
she
were
debating
with
herself
whether
he
was
worth-while
game
or
not
,
and
deciding
that
he
was
:
"
With
all
the
ice-cream
and
cake
and
pie
and
sandwiches
we
'll
have
to
eat
yet
to-night
.
We
was
just
going
to
warn
Louise
not
to
fill
up
too
much
.
Kittie
Keane
's
givin
'
a
birthday
party
,
you
know
,
Tom
,
and
she
'll
have
a
big
cake
an
'
everythin
'
.
You
're
comin
'
down
,
ai
n't
you
,
afterwards
?
"
she
concluded
,
with
a
thought
of
Clyde
and
his
possible
companionship
in
mind
.
"
I
was
n't
thinkin
'
of
it
,
"
calmly
observed
Ratterer
.
"
Me
and
Clyde
was
thinkin
'
of
goin
'
to
a
show
after
dinner
.
"
"
Oh
,
how
foolish
,
"
put
in
Hortense
Briggs
,
more
to
attract
attention
to
herself
and
take
it
away
from
Greta
than
anything
else
.
She
was
still
in
front
of
the
mirror
,
but
turned
now
to
cast
a
fetching
smile
on
all
,
particularly
Clyde
,
for
whom
she
fancied
her
friend
might
be
angling
,
"
When
you
could
come
along
and
dance
.
I
call
that
silly
.
"
"
Sure
,
dancing
is
all
you
three
ever
think
of
--
you
and
Louise
,
"
retorted
Ratterer
.
"
It
's
a
wonder
you
do
n't
give
yourselves
a
rest
once
in
a
while
.
I
'm
on
my
feet
all
day
an
'
I
like
to
sit
down
once
in
a
while
.
"
He
could
be
most
matter-of-fact
at
times
.
"
Oh
,
do
n't
say
sit
down
to
me
,
"
commented
Greta
Miller
with
a
lofty
smile
and
a
gliding
,
dancing
motion
of
her
left
foot
,
"
with
all
the
dates
we
got
ahead
of
us
this
week
.
Oh
,
gee
!
"
Her
eyes
and
eyebrows
went
up
and
she
clasped
her
hands
dramatically
before
her
.
"
It
's
just
terrible
,
all
the
dancin
'
we
got
ta
do
yet
,
this
winter
,
do
n't
we
,
Hortense
?
Thursday
night
and
Friday
night
and
Saturday
and
Sunday
nights
.
"
She
counted
on
her
fingers
most
archly
.
"
Oh
,
gee
!
It
is
terrible
,
really
.
"
She
gave
Clyde
an
appealing
,
sympathy-seeking
smile
.
"
Guess
where
we
were
the
other
night
,
Tom
.
Louise
and
Ralph
Thorpe
and
Hortense
and
Bert
Gettler
,
me
and
Willie
Bassick
--
out
at
Pegrain
's
on
Webster
Avenue
.
Oh
,
an
'
you
oughta
seen
the
crowd
out
there
.
Sam
Shaffer
and
Tillie
Burns
was
there
.
And
we
danced
until
four
in
the
morning
.
I
thought
my
knees
would
break
.
I
ai
n't
been
so
tired
in
I
do
n't
know
when
.
"
"
Oh
,
gee
!
"
broke
in
Hortense
,
seizing
her
turn
and
lifting
her
arms
dramatically
.
"
I
thought
I
never
would
get
to
work
the
next
morning
.
I
could
just
barely
see
the
customers
moving
around
.
And
,
was
n't
my
mother
fussy
!
Gee
!
She
has
n't
gotten
over
it
yet
.
She
do
n't
mind
so
much
about
Saturdays
and
Sundays
,
but
all
these
week
nights
and
when
I
have
to
get
up
the
next
morning
at
seven
--
gee
--
how
she
can
pick
!
"
