Here the nice young man became facetious.
"Bible tells us a city divided against itself cannot stand," he informed Jean quite gratuitously.

"Well, maybe that's straight goods, too.

But Nogales is cut right through at the waist line with the international boundary line.

United States customhouse on one corner of the street, Mexican customhouse in talking distance on the other corner.

Great place for holdups, that!" This was a joke, and Jean smiled obligingly.