"You want to change the subject, Pa," said Isidora.
"No, I don't. Why for? 'Tain't your business."
"'Twas me had the idea. He won't stand bein' advertised."
"Pooh!" said Alexander.
"I tell you he won't. He'll quit. He's afraid the police are onto him, anyhow."
"Milton ain't lodged no complaint. Nobody has, or I'd have kicked de feller out, first thing, when you tol' me who he was. Nobody ain't goin' to touch him."
"And nobody ain't goin' to keep him, when he sees that," added Isidora, pointing to the paragraph written in Alexander the Great's clearest handwriting.
"He needn't see it, unless you blab, silly gel," said her father. "What for should he read newspaper advertisements? I guess he got somet'in' else to do."
"Somebody'll tell him."
"People come here to eat, not talk. Anyhow, dis goes."