He'll tell ye same as me." The detective canted his head, looked the tramp over from his shoes to his unkempt head, and turned suddenly to Kling.

"Who's Mr.O'Day ?" he snapped.
"He's my clerk," growled Otto, his determination to get rid of the man checked by this new turn in the situation.
"Can I see him ?" "No, you can't see him, because he's gone out vid Kitty Cleary.

He'll be back maybe in an hour--maybe he don't come back at all.

He don't know noddin about dis bis'ness and nobody don't let him know noddin about it until to-morrow.

Den my little Beesving know de first.