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I guess ve buy her sometings putty vot you like to have, Beesvings? Or maybe you like to go to de teater vid Auntie Gossburger. I get de tickets." The child disengaged her hand from O'Day's arm, pushed back her hair and tiptoed to her father.
I have lots of tings belong to peoples, and ven other peoples come in, sometimes dey buy, and sometimes dey don't. Sometimes only one day goes by, and sometimes a whole year. You leave it vid me. I take care of it. Den I get my little Masie dat little girl of mine vot I call Beesvings to polish up all de bottles and make everyting look like new." "Then I will come in the morning?"
Ganger wanted you to come, and so do I. Call Hans, Mr. Kling, if the shop gets full. We will be back in an hour." "Vell, you know best," answered Kling in final surrender. "Ven it comes to money, I know. You go 'long, little Beesvings. I mind de shop." "And I'll take Fudge," the child cried, "and we'll stop at Gramercy Park."
"And now for Masie's idea, Mr. Kling." "Oh, dere is someting else, eh? I tought dere vould be ven you puts your two noddles togedder Vell, vot is dot all about, eh?" "She is to have a birthday. She will be eleven years old next Saturday." "By Jeminy, yes, dot's so! I forgot dot, Masie. Yes, it comes on de tventy-fust. Vy you don't tell me before, little Beesvings?"
"And if," he continued in a still more serious voice, "I should on certain days absent myself entirely, would that matter?" Otto was being slowly driven into a corner, but he determined not to flinch with Kitty standing by. "No, I tink I git along vid my little Beesvings."
She was Masie, "dot little girl of mine dot don't got no mudder," or "Beesvings, who don't never be still," but that was about as far as his notice of her went, except sending her to school, seeing that she was fed and clothed, and on such state occasions as Christmas, New Year's, or birthdays, giving her meaningless little presents, which, in most instances, were shut up in her bureau drawers, never to be looked at again.
"I am afraid I do, and I am glad you do they are sometimes the best friends one has." "Yes," broke in Kling, "and so am I glad. Dot dog is more as a brudder to my Masie, ain't he, Beesvings? And now you run avay, dear, and play, and take Fudge vid you and say 'Good morning' to Mrs. Cleary, and maybe dot fool dog of Bobby's be home."
When it was all over and the basket empty, he jumped down from the platform, his fat back bent in excitement, tossed aside the rug, lifted the big box, placed it beside the gilt throne, and raised his puffy hands to command attention: "Now listen, everybody! I got someting to say. Beesvings don't have all dis to herselluf. Now it is my turn. Come up closer so I get hold of you.
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