I'm on the street, you might say--they canned me yesterday! Yes! that's the truth.

I wasn't going to tell you--you looked so cold last night, and you with your eyes what they are.
It--it looks like Charlie had a chance, eh ?" Mary Warren looked at her for a time in silence.

"You'll never have to toss a copper for a husband, I'm sure of that.

If I were handsome as you----" "Oh, am I ?" said her companion.

"Men hang around--what does it get me?
Time passes.