Miss Edith Worte turned her sparse face toward the down-town tide and
against a light wind that tasted of rain and napped her skirts around
her thin legs.
"Watch out, Dee Dee! Step down; there's a curb."
"I don't need you. It's lots you care if I go blind on the spot."
"Dee Dee!"
"God! if I didn't have nothing to worry me but red ribbons! I told the
doctor to-day while he was putting the drops in my eyes, that if he'd
let me go blind I--I--"
"Now, now, Dee Dee! Ain't you seeing better these last few days?"
"If you had heard what the doctor told me to-day when he put the drops
in my eyes you'd have something to think about besides red ribbon,
alrighty."
"I forgot, Dee Dee, to-day was your eye-doctor day. He's always scarin'
you up. Just don't pay no attention. I forgot it was your day."
"Sure you forgot. But you won't forget if I wake up alone in the dark
some day."
"Dee Dee!"
"You won't forget then. You won't forget to nag me even then for duds to
go automobiling with fly men that can't bring you no good."
"Dee Dee, I 'ain't been but one night this week. I been saving up all
my nights for--for to-night."
"To-night. Say, I can't keep you from going to the devil on skates if--"
"It's only the second time this week, Dee Dee, and I--I promised.
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