After the second day she'll be as snug as a bug in a rug. They're good
to 'em in those places; good as gold."
"No, no, Jerry! No, no! I gotta have her with me! She raised me from a
kid and--and she couldn't stand it, Jerry! I gotta have her, I gotta! I
want her!"
His mouth sagged downward suddenly and on an oblique.
"Say, somebody must have given you a few lessons in nagging, yourself.
Them's the lines she used to recite to me about her she-devil of a
mother, too. Gad! she used to hang on her mother's apron-strings like
she was tied."
"Jerry, I--"
"Come, Peachy, don't get me sore. Come, let's talk about to-morrow. We
gotta get the license first and--"
"Jerry, I--Promise me I can have her with me first. I--Just a little yes
is all I want--Jerry dear--just a little yes."
A frown gathered in a triple furrow on his brow.
"Now, kiddo, you got to cut that with me, and cut it quick. If there's
two things I can't stand it's nagging and pouting. Cloonan can tell you
what pouting can drive me to. I'll beat it out of that girl of mine
before she's through with me, and I won't stand it from no one else. Now
cut it, Peachy, that's a nice girl."
He paced the carpeted space of floor between the dresser and bed, his
mouth still on the oblique.
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