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Why, they say tourist travel is the heaviest that ever was known, and this is early May and it's only beginning. And lemme tell yuh something, Casey. I'd ruther have a garage in Patmos than a hotel in Los Angeles, and by all they say that's puttin' it strong. Ever been over the road west uh Needles, Casey?"
In a word, everything that goes to make life precious that boy had. So thought every harassed, hampered, respectable boy in St. Petersburg. Tom hailed the romantic outcast: "Hello, Huckleberry!" "Hello yourself, and see how you like it." "What's that you got?" "Dead cat." "Lemme see him, Huck. My, he's pretty stiff. Where'd you get him?" "Bought him off'n a boy." "What did you give?"
And as I attempted to speak, he suddenly tore off his cap and pointed to his head. His hair was white as snow. "That's what come of monkeyin' inter your cursed mountings," he shouted, fiercely. "There's things in there what no Christian oughter see. Lemme alone er I'll bust yer." He shambled on, doubled fists swinging by his side.
Three drinks of it make a decent man want to kill his little golden-haired baby sister with an axe. Say, here's a good one lemme tell you! I remember the first time, about three, four years ago " The speaker was interrupted it seemed to me with intentional rudeness.
He doin' it jus' t' pester me. But dat don't worry me none; I done quit worryin'. I sho' had plenty chance to worry, though. Relief folks got me on dey black list. Dey give rashuns to young folks what's wukkin' an' don't give me nary a mouthful. Reason fer dat be 'cause dey wanted me t' go t' de porehouse. I wanted t' take my trunk 'long, an' dey wouldn't lemme.
The prisoner wrinkled his brow in thought. He had regained his composure entirely, although he was not now in the jovial mood he presented when he came in. "The night of July third? Lemme see." His brows drew together. "Well, that night, I was givin' a little party to some friends in me apartment." "Who all was there, 'Fingy'?"
Soon a man alone a youngish man with a lurching step came along. They heard the woman say, "Hello, dear. Don't be in a hurry." He tried to lurch past her, but she seized him by the lapel of his overcoat. "Lemme go," said he. "You're old enough to be a grandmother, you old hag."
Catching the scent hot and fresh, Susan Gluck's Orphan came dashing up-wind giving tongue, or rather, nose, voluptuously. "Mm-m-m! Snmmff!" inhaled the Orphan, wrinkling ecstatic nostrils. "Mister, lemme smell it some more!" Graciously the dispenser of fragrance waved his balm-laden handkerchief. "Like it, kiddie?" he said. "Oh, it's grand!" She stretched out her little grimy paws.
"Lemme help you to some more squash, Mr. Thane," said Margaret Slattery in his ear. "And another biscuit." "Thank you, no," said he. "What's the matter with your appetite?" she demanded. "You ain't hardly touched anything this evenin'. Sick?" "I'm not hungry, Margaret." "Been out in the sun too much, that's what's the matter with you.
“Yes,” snapped the bearded one, then turned to give his attention to Jack Benson, who was putting up an ineffectual fight while Hal slumbered on. “Now, see here, Benson, quit all your fooling!” “You lemme up,” insisted the submarine boy, in a low, dull voice, though he swung both his arms in an effort to assert himself. “’M not goin’ t’ stay here. Lemme up, I say! ’M goin’ back to—own boat.”
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