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Updated: May 31, 2025
"Say, look here, Becker, are you stark, raving crazy? Is it possible you don't know that, in your place, nobody but a crazy woman would open her mouth?" "Maybe; but I don't care. Just leave her alone, Kess, please! That little baby can stand nothing but happiness." "Why, woman, you're crazy with the heat. If you want to know it, I'm nuts over that little kid.
He dug so deeply into his pockets that his sleeves crawled up. "Say, look here. I've got my business to attend to, and, when my trade's in town, my trade comes first. See? Take off and show Keokuk a few numbers. I want him to see that chinchilla drape." She reached out, closing her hand over his arm. "I'll show him the whole line, Kess, when we're back from lunch. I got to talk to you, I tell you.
"Kess," she said, leaning forward, with tears popping out in her eyes, "I.W. Goldstone has asked me to marry him." He laid down his roll in the act of buttering it, gazing across at her with his knife upright in his hand. "Huh?" "Night before last, Kess, in the poppy-room at Shalif's." "Are you crazy?" "It's the God's truth, Kess.
He he's sized up pretty well the way I live, and and he knows I don't expect too much out of life no more. Just a quiet kind of team-work, he puts it pulling together fifty-fifty, and somebody's hand to hold on to when old fellow Time hits you a whack in the knees from behind. But he ain't old when he talks that way, Kess; he he's beautiful to me." "Does he wear a mask when he makes love?"
It was that of Kess Denton, the yellow man, whom I had left senseless at the door of Ruth Bellenden's bungalow more than twenty days ago. A giant figure, the head bandaged, the arms and chest naked, a rifle gripped in both hands, this phantom of the darkness showed itself for an instant and then vanished with an echoing laugh which mocked and angered us.
"That'll be enough canary-talk out of you, Clare. Hand me my shirt-waist there off the hook." "Didn't Kess say we had to show Keokuk the line before lunch?" "If the King of England was buying ermine sport coats this morning, I wouldn't show 'em before I had a cold cut and a long drink in me. Hurry! Hand me my waist, Clare, before the girls come in from showing the bridesmaid line."
"You let me take care of my own affairs. If it comes right down to it, there's a few things I could tell you, girl, that ain't so easy to listen to. Let's get off the subject while the going's good." "Oh, anybody that plays as safe as you " He raised his voice, shoving back his chair. "Well, if you want me to clear out of this place quicker than you can bat your eye, you just " "No, no, Kess!
He pushed a menu-card toward her. "What'll you have? There's plenty under the 'ready to serve." She peeled out of her white-silk gloves. "Some cold cuts and a long ice-tea." He ordered after her and more at length, then lighted a cigarette. "Well?" he said, waving out a match. She leaned forward, already designing with her fork on the table-cloth. "Kess, can you guess?" "Come on with it!"
Miss Becker thrust herself from a hastily-found-out aperture, patting, with final touch, her belt into place. "Have I been asking you for five years, Kess, to knock before you poke your head in on us girls?" Mr. Leon Kessler appeared then fully between the curtains, letting them drape heavily behind him.
They live in a kind of park Forest Park Street or something or other. Why, I've done business with Goldstone & Auer for fifteen years, and my father before me! Good Lord!" "What'll I do, Kess?" "So that's the size of the fish you went out and landed!" "I didn't! I didn't! He's been asking me out the last three trips, and post-cards in between, but I never thought nothing of it."
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