You see, I don't want to make the old critter cry, nor I don't want her to get mad.

Judgin' by the way she used to coax the cat outdoors with the broom handle she's got somethin' of a temper when she gets started.

I'll give her an extry month's wages, and--" "You will, hey?
You WILL ?" The interruption came from behind the partially closed dining-room door.
Mr.Tidditt sank back in his chair.

Captain Cy sprang from his and threw the door wide open.

Behind it crouched Mrs.Deborah Beasley.