improvisin

Updated: May 16, 2025

"Then here goes for improvisin' a mystery," says I. "Is he near enough?" Vee glances over her shoulder. "Go on," says she. Then, a bit louder: "Tell tell me the worst, Torchy." "I ain't sure yet," says I, "but take it from me there's something bein' hatched on this yacht besides cold-storage eggs." "Hatched?" says Vee. "S-s-s-sh!" says I. "Underhanded work; mutiny, maybe."

Sewell Ford - Wilt Thou Torchy