42/75 How can a girl be nice when she has no clean, decent woman's clothes to wear ?" "How--how can a girl..." began Jean. "See here, miss, I'm beggin' your pardon for--sort of stirrin' you to forget yourself a little. You don't meet many strangers an' I sort of hit you wrong--makin' you feel too much--an' talk too much. Who an' what you are is none of my business. |