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wl &4 LAUGHING Boy dress? Will one of dose women, dey make dresses; work for me? You talk silly, you say dat. Mayhe I give you my measure, maybe you write to ¢ place in Chicago, hey?’ 1 ‘Sears Roebuck, my God! Well, it’s not such ; bad idea. All right, bring me your measurements} He leant over to kiss her. ‘Don't start dat now. I got to go back so now.’ ‘What the hell?’ ~ ‘My husban’, he makes trouble, dat one. I car? stay away right now. Soon maybe.’ He heaved a sigh of exasperation. ‘Listen you've kept me waiting a week while you went a on that trip. Now you put me off again. You's always putting me off. I don’t think you've got husband.’ ‘Yes, I have, an’ he’s a long-hair. You kno dat. Don't I point him out to you one time, ¢ one? You want him to kill me, hey?’ ‘Well, all right. To-morrow, then.’ : ‘I'can’ doit. Itain’t I don’ want to, George. il can’, dat’s all.” She passed her hand along hill wm cheek, slowly. ‘You know dat.’ He kissed her finger-tips. ‘Day after, them Tuesday. That's flat, and no two ways about i I have to go back to the ranch Wednesday; oug' to be going back now. You can manage; I thik

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