You look damn bad longsider her, but by y'self ain't so bad.

Have to do anyhow.

Nell gone.

On'y you left.
Not half bad, though." Maggie stood up.
"I'm going home," she said.
The mere boy started.
"Eh?
What?
Home," he cried, struck with amazement.

"I beg pardon, did hear say home ?" "I'm going home," she repeated.
"Great Gawd, what hava struck," demanded the mere boy of himself, stupefied.
In a semi-comatose state he conducted her on board an up-town car, ostentatiously paid her fare, leered kindly at her through the rear window and fell off the steps..