If yo' all want to know my honest opinion, Mary V's plumb sore because yo' all made up po'try about Venus instid of about her." He sat down on a corner of the littered table and began to roll a cigarette, jerking his head towards the bungalow and lowering one eyelid slowly.

"Girls, I'm plumb next to 'em, Skyrider.

I growed up with four of 'em.

Mary V loves that there Venus stuff, and kissin' her snow-white hand, same as a cat loves snow.

Jealous--that's what's bitin' Mary V." Johnny was sorting letters, mostly circulars and "follow up" letters from various aviation schools.