We never will get our start
that way, Jas. We got plans, if you don't hinder your poor Teenie. The
doctor told me, honey--honest, he did--one of them spells--from liquor
could--could take you off just like that. Even getting well the way
you are!"
"I'm a lump; that's what I am."
"You ain't, Jas; you're just everything in the world."
"Sponging off a woman!"
"'Sponging'! With our own little farm and us farming it to pay it off! I
like that!"
"Gimme a swig, Teenie. For God's sake gimme a swig!"
"Jas--Jas, if you get to cutting up again, I'm going to get me a
man-nurse out here--honest I am!"
"A swig, Teenie."
"Please, Jas--it's only for bad spells--five drops mixed up in your
medicine. That's six dollars a bottle, Jas, and only for bad spells."
"Stingy gut!"
"Looka down there, honey--there's old man Wyncoop's cow broke tether
again. What you bet he's out looking for her. See her winding up
the road."
"Stingy gut!"
"You know I ain't stingy. If the doctor didn't forbid, I'd buy you ten
bottles, I would, if it cost twenty a bottle. I'm trying to do what the
doctor says is best, Jas."
"'Best'! I know what's best. A few dollars in my pocket for me to boss
over and buy me the things I need is what's best.
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