"You can't do it yet." "I did do it yet!" said Maurice.
"You can't!" insisted Penrod.

"You got to allow them time first.

He said the ladies had to be allowed time to prepare." "Well, ain't she had time to prepare ?" "When ?" Penrod demanded, stepping close to his rival threateningly.

"I'd like to know when----" "When ?" echoed the other with shrill triumph.

"When?
Why, in mamma's sixty-horse powder limousine automobile, what Marjorie came home with me in! I guess that's when!" An impulse in the direction of violence became visible upon the countenance of Penrod.
"I expect you need some wiping down," he began dangerously.