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Realising that she was rapidly losing ground by exercising her advantage over Alfred in the matter of quick retort, Zoie, with her customary cunning, veered round to a more conciliatory tone. "Well," she cooed, "suppose I DID eat lunch with a man?" "Ah!" shrieked Alfred, as though he had at last run his victim to earth. She retreated with her fingers crossed.
"Behave yourself," answered Alfred, trying not to appear flattered by the discovery that his absence had undoubtedly caused her great uneasiness. "Well, SAY it!" demanded Zoie. "You know I do," answered Alfred, with the diffidence of a school boy. "Then kiss me," concluded Zoie, with an air of finality that left Alfred no alternative.
There was a slight pause, then Aggie added sweetly, "Yes, tell her to wait at the foot of the fire-escape." Zoie had already caught the drift of Aggie's intention and she now fixed her glittering eyes upon Jimmy, who was already shifting about uneasily and glancing at Aggie, who approached him with a business-like air. "Now, dear," said Aggie, "come with me.
There was more nonsensical chatter, or so it seemed to Jimmy, then Zoie and Alfred rose to go, and Jimmy was told by both of them that he was to put in an appearance at the Fraternity "hop" that night. "I'll see you at dinner," called Alfred gaily over his shoulder and Jimmy was left to grapple with his first disappointment at his friend's lack of discrimination.
"Well," decided Alfred, "I'd better go down stairs and see what's the matter with her," and he turned toward the door to carry out his intention. "Alfred!" called Zoie sharply. She was half out of bed in her anxiety. "You'll do no such thing. 'Phone down to the boy to send her away. She's crazy." "Oh," said Alfred, "then she's been here before? Who is she?"
Alfred's lips were pressed tightly together, his eyes flashing fire. It was apparent that he desired an immediate explanation. Jimmy turned to the place where Zoie had been, to ask for help; like the traitress that she was, he now saw her flying through her bedroom door.
"You can always get TONS of them at the Children's Home," answered Aggie confidently. "I can't endure babies," declared Zoie, "but I'd do ANYTHING to get Alfred back. Can we get one TO-DAY?" she asked. Aggie looked at her small friend with positive pity. "You don't WANT one TO-DAY," she explained. Zoie rolled her large eyes inquiringly.
His temper was not improved by the discovery that he had left certain important papers at his office. Dispatching his man to get them and to meet him at the station with them, he collected a few remaining letters from the drawer of the writing table, then uneasy at remaining longer under the same roof with Zoie, he picked up his hat, and started toward the hallway.
His hair was on end and his feelings were undeniably ruffled. As usual Zoie's greeting did not tend to conciliate him. "How did YOU get here?" she asked with an air of reproach. "The fire-escape," panted Jimmy and he nodded mysteriously toward the inner rooms of the apartment. "Fire-escape?" echoed Zoie. There was only one and that led through the bathroom window. Jimmy explained no further.
On a rose-coloured couch in front of the fire sat Aggie threading ribbons through various bits of soft white linen, and in front of her, at the foot of a rose-draped bed, knelt Zoie. She was trying the effect of a large pink bow against the lace flounce of an empty but inviting bassinette.
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