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Updated: June 21, 2025
Why not wheel another fellow's baby-carriage for another fellow's wife's baby across Brooklyn Bridge at midnight? Whoops! why not!" "We're off, then, Gert." "Forward, march!" "Keep your eye on the steering-wheel, Phonzie, and remember, ten miles is speed limit on the Bridge. One, two, three! Gawd! if my friend from Carson City could only see me now!"
"And I was just thinking, Phonzie, that it's pretty soft for me to have found a fellow like you to manage things for me." "Shucks!" "Without you, so used to the ways of the Avenue and all that kind of thing, where would I be now, trying to run in the right kind of bluff with the trade?" "That's easy! After all, Fifth Avenue and Third Avenue is pretty much alike in the end, madam.
"Madam, why, madam, I just don't know." "Them's the dreams a silly old thing like me, that never had nothing but work and and nothing else in her life, can lay right here on this couch, night after night, and Gawd! I I bet you think I I'm just crazy, Phonzie."
If it ain't raining to-morrow, I'm going to take him out if I have to carry him in my arms. Say, wouldn't I like to feel myself rolling him in one of them white-enamel, glass-top things like Van Ness has for her last one. Ida May tried three places to get one for us." "They're made special." "All my life I've wanted to feel myself wheeling him, Phonzie.
"If I was thinking at all I was just sizing it up as pretty soft for a fellow like me to get this sort of stand-in with with my boss. Gawd! me and Roth used to love each other like snakes." "I I ain't your boss, Phonzie. Don't I give you the run of everything hiring the models and all?" "Sure you're my boss, and it's pretty soft for me."
"Is it any wonder, being in the business twenty years?" "Twenty years! Why, Phonzie, you you don't look much more than twenty yourself." He laughed, shifting one knee to the other. "That's because you can't see that my eye teeth are gold, madam." "You're so light on your feet, Phonzie, and slick." "To look twenty and feel your forty years ain't what it's cracked up to be.
"You're a nice old boy, Phonzie, and I like the kink in your hair, but but sometimes when I get blue, like to-night, I I just wish I had never clapped eyes on you." "How she hates me." "I wish to God I did." "Cut the tragedy, Gert." "That's the trouble; I been cutting it for the mock comedy all my life." "You, the highest little flyer in the flock!"
He lighted a cigarette and they settled back in after-dinner completeness, their dessert-plates pushed well toward the center of the table and their senses quiet. She pleated the edge of her napkin and watched him blow leisurely spirals of smoke to the ceiling. "What you thinking about, Phonzie?" "Nothing." "Honest?"
You got a foolish idea in your head, Mil." "Why should I have an idea? I guess I'm getting all that's coming to me for for forcing things." "Now, Mil, I bet anything you're still feeling sore about last night. Aren't you?" "Sore? It ain't my business, Phonzie, if you can stay out till one o'clock one night and the next want to begin the same thing over again."
Say, don't I want to see madam's face when she sees it. And say, won't the kid be a scream, Phonzie, all nestled up in there like a honey bunch?" He slid his hand into his pocket, withdrawing a leather folder. "Here, we'll take this one with the folding top, but get us a fresh one out of stock." "We'll make you this carriage up, sir, just as you see it now." "Make it up! We've got to have it now.
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