39/45 Just a little while, Lord! Give me just a little while to get my house in order. Gracie, I don't want to go till I know you'll be looked out for. Seems if I hadn't, anyhow; I ain't real sartin; my head's all full of bells ringin' and--and things." "Don't, uncle, don't!" pleaded Grace. Think of yourself, please." "S-sh-sh! Don't put me off. |