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Updated: May 21, 2025
So, for a personally conducted affair, it ain't so poor. I'm missin' no dates, I notice. And tuck this away; if it was a case of Vee and a whole squad of aunts, or an uninterrupted two-some with one of these nobody-home dolls, I'd pick Vee and the gallery. Uh-huh! I'm just that good to myself.
But Auntie's an original old girl, take it from me. "She ain't countin' on draggin' you off on this batty gold-diggin' excursion, is she?" I asks the other evenin', as I was up makin' my reg'lar Wednesday night call. Vee shrugs her shoulders. "I'm sure I don't know," says she.
Ellins would let it go that far, do you?" asks Vee. "It would be just like Auntie to fire back," says I. "What's a navy more or less to her, when she gets her jaw set?" "I I wish I hadn't come on this old yacht," says Vee. "If I could row you ashore," says I, "I wouldn't mind stayin' to keep you company. Look! That smoke off there's gettin' nearer."
That's how it was goin' to happen that I'd find out where Vee was stayin'. Not that I'd think of buttin' in on her and the aunt. Not much! Just remember I'd seen Aunty! No, I was to be on the steamer, leanin' over the rail careless, when they came aboard to go home. I was to be costumed all in gray. I don't know just why; but it looks kind of distinguished, specially if you've got gray hair.
"So you see," she goes on enthusiastic, "you could keep your home, and you could keep Martha, and you would be doing something perfectly splendid for the whole community. Besides, you would be entirely independent of of everyone." "But do you think I could do it?" asks Marion. "I know you could," says Vee. "Anyway, we could between us.
And snuggled down under the fur robe beside him, with her cheeks pinked up by the crisp air and her brown eyes sparklin', is Miss Lucy Snell. "Huh!" thinks I. "Still goin' on, eh? Or has Billy's little beak had another leaky spell?" Couldn't have been many days after that before I comes home to find Vee all excited over some news she'd heard from Mrs. Robert Ellins.
Robert Ellins tells me this is his night at the club, so all I has to do is hop a Fifth Avenue stage, and in less'n twenty minutes he's broke away from his billiard game and is listenin' while I state the situation to him. "Course," says I, "it would bump Auntie some, but seems to me it's comin' to her." "Quite a reasonable conclusion," says he. "It ain't as if she needed Vee," I goes on.
The Guard is hung up: distinctly so. Old Vee will have to cut his way through. What a pernicious amount of blank the kids seem to have!" It was quite a respectable roar of battle that rolled among the hillocks for ten minutes, always out of our sight. Then we heard the "Cease Fire" over the ridge. "They've sent for the Umpires," the Board School boy squeaked, dancing on one foot.
And prompt at 9:30 the Reverend Percey shows up, some out of breath from his dash across from the subway, but ready to shoot his lines as soon as he got his hat off. While he didn't quite have to do that, we didn't waste much time on settin' the stage. "Come on, Vee," says I, takin' her by the hand. "How about over there in our old window alcove, eh? Tum tum-te-tum!" She holds back just a second.
"Yes, you're lucky, all right," says I. "Another minute and you wouldn't found me here, for I was just " Which is where I gets a frown and a back-up signal from Vee. She don't like Mrs. Proctor Butt a bit more'n I do but she ain't so frank about lettin' her know it. "Oh, please don't run away," begs Mrs. Butt. "You make such an ideal young couple. As I tell Mr.
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