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Updated: June 6, 2025
I haven't the remotest idea how much you already owe me, but it doesn't matter in view of the fact that you'll never pay it. You were about to request the loan of ten dollars, my boy. Why not ask for a respectable amount? say, fifty dollars." Eddie's heart leaped. "That's just the amount I meant to ask you to let me have for a week or two. 'Pon my word, it is."
There was a bedlam of good-byes, and last messages, and good-natured badinage, but Eddie's mother's eyes never left his face until the train disappeared around the curve in the track. Well, they got a new boy at Kunz's a sandy-haired youth, with pimples, and no knack at mixing, and we got out of the habit of dropping in there, although those fall months were unusually warm.
I want to speak to you seriously " he began, and they moved out of earshot presumably to a secluded spot of Eddie's choosing. When they had gone Ben felt distinctly lonely, and, what was more absurd, slighted, as if Eddie had deliberately taken the girl away from him out of reach.
Nora sat down in one of the chairs and gave him a long level look. "What makes you think that I want to?" she said quietly. "You ain't been so very talkative these last months, but I guess it wasn't so hard to see sometimes that you'd have given pretty near anything in the world to quit." "I've no intention of going back to Eddie's farm, if that's what you mean." To this he made no reply.
Eddie's establishment was a long, white-plastered room with a pressed-steel ceiling and an unswept floor. On the walls were billiard-table-makers' calendars and a collection of cigarette-premium chromos portraying bathing girls. The girls were of lithographic complexions, almost too perfect of feature, and their lips were more than ruby. Carl admired them. A September afternoon.
While indulging in a little airy persiflage the girls had a great little trick of pursing their mouths into rosebud shapes over their soda straws, and casting their eyes upward at Eddie. They all knew the trick, and its value, so that at night Eddie's dreams were haunted by whole rows of rosily pursed lips, and seas of upturned, adoring eyes.
Eddie's father has a disagreeable neighbour. In one way or another he is a constant source of annoyance. Sometimes his pigs will creep through the fence, and root up the smooth green lawn. His part of the fence he will not keep in repair, and the hungry cows, in search of food, will break into the garden, and make sad havoc among the cabbages and other vegetables.
A seraphic expression came into Eddie's face. "When?" he demanded. "Immediately. Can you come to my house this evening? Alone, of course." "I should say I can!" shouted Eddie, growing two inches taller in an instant. He took the package of crape from his pocket and threw it into a cuspidor. Then he sighed profoundly. "Gad, have you ever felt like another man, General? It's great."
A scream from the little ones brought the nurse to a knowledge of the truth. "Eddie's in the water! Eddie's drowned." In a moment Willie's jacket was off, and he plunged in, and, before the terrified nurse could collect her thoughts, brought out and placed the insensible boy on the grass before her.
"Yuh, that listens fine, but poor old Eddie's heart is clean busted just the same me thinking of you and your nice complexion and goldie hair and the cute way you talked at our lunch whenever Hunt shut up and gave you a chance honest, I haven't forgot yet the way you took off old man what was it? the old stiff that ran the commercial college, what was his name?" "Mr. Whiteside?"
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