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But who can know the joy of a really distinguished choice in shoe-leather like one who in her childhood has trotted barefoot through the sage-brush and associated shoes only with cold weather or going to town? The Basset boy tried to fix his strained attention upon anything rather than upon that tone of high jocosity between Hetty and the shiny-haired clerk.
You're always afraid of the waiters." She looked up at him with a melancholy smile. It was true. She was afraid of the waiters. That could not be denied. Her necessary dealings with these dark and shiny-haired gentlemen in evening clothes were a constant source of fear and annoyance. They scarcely gave themselves the trouble to understand her bad French and her worse Italian.
Here on One Hundred and Twenty-fifth Street there were Salvation Army bands and spectrum-shawled old ladies on door-steps and sugary, sticky candy in the grimy hands of shiny-haired children and the late sun striking down on the sides of the tall tenements.
Before I'd run after any man living, much less the excuse of a man like him! A shiny-haired, square-faced little rat like him!" "I ain't, neither, waiting. I guess I have a right to find my gloves. I I guess I gotta right. He's as good as you are, and better. I I guess I gotta right." But the raspberry red of confusion dyed her face. "No, you ain't waiting!
I walk along and look up at the signs, "Scandinavian Society;" "Yang Tzy Association of Shanghae;" "Nuevo Continente Restaurant Mejicano;" "Angelo Beffa, Helvetia Exchange," with the white cross and plumed hat of Switzerland. One street is all Chinese, with shiny-haired women, and little mandarins with long cues of braided red silk.
Chinamen began to drift into the rolls, there appeared such names as Carmen Wah Chang, cooks and waitresses living in darksome back cupboards must be unearthed, negro shoemakers were caught at their stands on the sidewalks, shiny-haired bartenders gave up their biographies in nasal monosyllables amid the slop of "suds" and the scrape of celluloid froth-eradicators.
Before I'd run after any man living, much less the excuse of a man like him! A shiny-haired, square-faced little rat like him!" "I ain't neither, waiting. I guess I got a right to find my gloves. I I guess I gotta right. He's as good as you are, and better. I I guess I gotta right." But the raspberry red of confusion dyed her face. "No, you ain't waiting!
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