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"You're a good woman, Hattie, and you deserve all that's coming to you. I wish it was more." "And you're a good man they don't come no better." "I'm satisfied with my bargain." "And me with mine, honey, if if you don't mind the talk." "S-ay, this town would talk if you cut its tongue out." "You're my nice old hubby!"
In fact, I done everything but tuck 'em in bed, and I had said good-night twice and was makin' my getaway, when Mrs. Leavitt follows me out into the hall, shuttin' Hubby in by himself. "Just one thing more, Mr. McCabe," says she. "I guess you needn't say anything to Twombley-Crane about our bein' here." "Oh!" says I. "Goin' to spring it on him to-morrow yourself?"
And the one time when he did pull it off I happened to hear about. A friend of his who was usher at the old Hippodrome offered to tow him to a little Sunday night supper at the flat of one of the chorus ladies. Lester went, too, and found a giddy thing of about forty fryin' onions for a fam'ly of five, includin' three half-grown kids and a scene-shiftin' hubby.
And we hadn't driven two blocks before she had me snuggled up in the corner like we was old friends. "Tell me, Honey," says she, "what is dear old Marjorie's hubby like?" "Ferdie!" says I. "Why, he's all right when you get to know him." "Oh!" says she. "That kind! But aren't there any other men around?" "Only Mr. Robert Ellins," says I. "Really!" says she, her eyes widenin'! "Bob Ellins!
When milady comes to town H. O.'s NON EST as long as she's here. And she with a hubby of her own, too! What 'ud our old pa say to that, eh?" Mahony, who could draw in his feelers no further than he had done, touched the limit of his patience. "My connexion with Mr. Ocock is a purely business one. I have no intention of trespassing on his private affairs, or of having them thrust upon me.
Councilmen 1st Ward David W. Cross, Richard Norton, Henry Everett. 2d Ward Alexander McIntosh, John G. Mack, James Calyer. 3d Ward Arthur Hughes, Abner C. Brownell Christopher Mollen. Mayor William Case. President of the Council Alexander Seymour. Aldermen Alexander Seymour, John Gill, Leander M. Hubby.
Rub it, Horry," she pleaded, looking weepingly up at him. "It's numb, yet it aches right up into my throat. And my poor tongue poor wifey's tongue is like fire! Look at it, hubby." She opened the tremulous mouth, the great, parched tongue lolled out. He looked at her, not stirring, with hard eyes. "You disgrace!" he said again. "Aren't you a disgrace to say so, then?" she whimpered.
Her husband called out to her: "And have you nothing for me, duckie?" "O, you! The back of my hand to you!" said Mrs. Kernan tartly. Her husband called after her: "Nothing for poor little hubby!" He assumed such a comical face and voice that the distribution of the bottles of stout took place amid general merriment.
And don't worry about me, I'm going to be good and run back to-morrow morning in time to meet my dear old hubby in the evening when he gets back from a week's fishing in the Adirondacks, and he'll never guess what a frolic I've had. But you certainly do amuse me with your indifference. Wait till Laurie gets in some of his work on you.
After she began to see Hubby around the Flat in his Other Clothes the Horrible Truth dawned upon her that he was not such a Hot Swell as he had looked to be in the Bunko Photograph. Sometimes, on Rainy Sundays, he would cut out the Morning Service and decide not to Shave, and then when she got a good long Look at him, she would begin to doubt her own Judgment.
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