“Miss Kate!”
“Well, Boyce, that’s me!”
“After the carriages get a little thinner, suppose you and I go down to the theatre?”
“The theatre, Mr. Boyce, wouldn’t that make us late home?”
“Well, no. We could just drop into the Bowery, see some of them fellows die fighting like fury, and then get back time enough to see all this company come out and go home. They’ve been having a good time; why shouldn’t we?”
“True for ye: but the child!”
“Haven’t we left that boy Jim in full charge, and isn’t he a capital nuss. Come now, what’s the odds! While this swell-crowd is enjoying of itself with dancing and champagne, oysters and ice cream, boned-turkey, and what not, you and I are human creatures, with a right to live, and have fun as well as them.”
“That is the truth, anyhow.”
“So, having the funds in my pocket, I am ready to stand that amount, if you’re conformable.”
“Well, Boyce, I can’t say but I am willing.”