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Updated: September 8, 2025
"You'd better let me take the babies now, Alfred." "Take them where?" asked Alfred with surprise. "To bed," answered Aggie sweetly, "they are going to sleep in the next room with Jimmy and me." She laid a detaining hand on Jimmy's arm. "What's the hurry?" asked Alfred a bit disgruntled. "It's very late," argued Aggie. "Of course it is," insisted Zoie.
At the 'phone he hesitated. "If Aggie HAS found out about the luncheon," he argued, "my 'phoning to Zoie's will increase her suspicions. If Zoie has told her nothing, she'll wonder why I'm 'phoning to Zoie's house. There's only one thing to do," he decided. "I must wait and say nothing. I can tell from Aggie's face when I meet her at dinner whether Zoie has betrayed me."
"The moment you GOT me, you declared that all children were horrid little insects, and that someone ought to sprinkle bug-powder on them." "Oh!" protested Zoie, shocked less by Alfred's interpretation of her sentiments, than by the vulgarity with which he expressed them.
Beside herself with anxiety Zoie threw her arms about Alfred, who had advanced to soothe her, drew him down by her side and buried her head on his breast. "You ARE jumpy," said Alfred, and at that instant a wrangle of loud voices, and a general commotion was heard in the outer hall. "What's that?" asked Alfred, endeavouring to disentangle himself from Zoie's frantic embrace.
For the present Alfred did not disturb them further. Apparently he was still occupied with his shaving, but just as Jimmy was about to ask for particulars, the 'phone rang. The three culprits glanced guiltily at each other. "Who's that?" whispered Zoie in a frightened voice. Aggie crossed to the 'phone. "Hello," she called softly. "The Children's Home?" she exclaimed.
"Oh well," answered Aggie, distracted by the persistent ringing of the 'phone, "then hold him a minute until I answer the 'phone." This at least was a compromise, and reluctantly Jimmy allowed the now wailing infant to be placed in his arms. "Jig it, Jimmy, jig it," cried Zoie.
Alarmed by Zoie's increasing excitement, and thinking she was troubled merely by a sick woman's fancy that someone might see through the window, Alfred placed the babe quickly in its cradle and crossed to the young wife's bed. "It was up, dear," he said. "You had Aggie put it down." "Then I want it up," declared the seemingly perverse Zoie. "But it was up," argued Alfred.
His LEAVING Zoie, and his "losing" her, as these would-be comedians expressed it, were two separate and distinct things in his mind, and he felt an almost irresistible desire to make this plain to all concerned. But no sooner did he open his lips to do so, than a picture of Zoie in all her child-like pleading loveliness, arose to dissuade him.
"No," chimed in Aggie sweetly; "you know her now, dear." "Oh, yes," corroborated Jimmy, with a sarcastic smile and without budging from the spot on which he stood, "we are great pals now." "What's the matter?" asked Zoie, astonished that Jimmy was not starting on his mission with alacrity. "What are you waiting for?" Jimmy merely continued to smile enigmatically.
"Oh, you do, do you?" answered Jimmy shaking his fist at her across the foot of the bed. For the want of adequate words to express his further feelings, Jimmy was beginning to jibber, when the outer door was heard to close, and he turned to behold Aggie entering hurriedly with something partly concealed by her long cape. "It's all right," explained Aggie triumphantly to Zoie. "I've got it."
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