5/42 He's been away nigh eighteen months; and I know what men is. Why, bless you, if I wasn't there to meet him when he steps ashore, as likely as not he would meet with friends and go on the spree, and I shouldn't hear of him for a week; and a nice hole that would make in his earnings. Young man, you are scrouging me dreadful! Can't you get a little further along." "It seems to me, ma'am, that it is you who are scrouging me," Ralph replied. "This rail is almost cutting into my side now." "Well, we must live and let live!" the woman said philosophically. But we can't have everything our own way. |