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"By God, I'll kill him first! The dirty hou " "Pelz, for God's sake, control yourself!" 'I'll kill him, I tell you, Feist!" "Roody!" "You can't scare me that way, dad. I'm no baby to be hollered at like that. I love Lester Spencer, and I'm going to marry him!" "I'll kill him; I'll " "Roody, Roody, for God's sake! 'Sh-h-h, the servants! Williams, close quick all the doors.
"She reproaches me with having brought about this goy mix-up! Me that has planned each hour of that girl's life like each one was a flower in a garden, A young man, a grand young man like Mr. Feist, crazy in lo " "Mrs. Pelz, for God's sake! Mrs. Pelz, please!" "Rosie, we'll leave Feist out of this." "Lester Spencer, papa, is one of the finest characters, if only you "
I always say if Bleema Pelz wanted the moon, her father would see to it that his property-man got the real one for her." "You you've got a beautiful, sweet little girl there, Pelz. I don't blame you." "Feist, if I didn't know it, I'd be an ungrateful dog." "Her papa can't realize, Mr. Feist, we haven't got a baby any more." "I realize it, Mrs. Pelz." "You you see, Roody?"
That's how sure I am so terribly sure." "I won't have it, I tell you! I'll wring his " "'Sh-h-h, Pelz. If you'll take my advice, you'll handle this thing without threats. Why not, Miss Bleema, even if you do feel so sure, give yourself a little more time to " "No! No! No!" "Just a minute now.
And you know the reputation your father has for a man of his word." "Will will he promise?" "You do; don't you, Pelz?" Again the nod from the bitter inverted features. "Now, Miss Bleema?" "Well then, I I p-promise." On a May-day morning that was a kiss to the cheek and even ingratiated itself into the bale-smelling, truck-rumbling pier-shed, Mr.
I wish you could see, Mr. Feist, the way the traffic policemen smile after that girl the way she handles a car. If I do say it, she's a picture." "If you ask me, Mrs. Pelz, the finest of the objects in this room of fine things, it won't take me long to tell you," said Mr. Feist, leaning forward to lift for closer gaze the framed photograph. "Now you're shouting, Feist!"
If you'd put in a word to Sol to direct it that way! Other night, at the Buckingham, it was a riot every time I turned full-face. Just because a fellow happens to have a good profile is no reason why " "Well, Feist, how does the war look to-day?" "Ugly, Pelz, ugly. Every hour this country lets pass with Belgium unavenged she is going to pay up for later." "It's not our fight, Mr. Feist."
The finest pleasure my money brought me yet is that view of my little bedroom I took you up to, Pelz." "Wonderful!" "I've got an outlook there, Mrs. Pelz, is a paradise to see. You can have all my forty-two rooms and two garages if you'll leave me my little top room with its miles of beautiful greenness, and and so so much beauty that that it gets you by the throat.
I wouldn't for anything on earth have her know that I've spoken to you yet not till after I've spoken with her but well, there's my cards on the table, Pelz." Mr. Pelz held out a slow and rigid arm, one hand gripping, the other cupping Mr. Feist at the elbow.
Pelz on the shining plaits, the light-tan column of throat and the little fist pressed so deeply into her bosom. "Red head!" he said, stroking down at the warm "bulge of blanket, so snugly enclosed in the crotch of mothering arm. "It's redder than yours already, Roody." "She's sure a grand little thing cuddled up there, ain't it so, mammela?" She reached up to pat his blue shirt-sleeve.
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