"Has that guttersnipe gone?" A quite superfluous question, as Mrs. Jackson was well aware.
"Of who are you speakin'?" inquired Mrs. Jackson coldly.
"Who would I be speakin' of but Gus Kunkel?" demanded Mrs. Tutts belligerently.
"Look here, Mis' Tutts, I don't want to have no words with you, but——"
"What's that?" interrupted Mrs. Tutts eyeing the visiting card which Mrs. Jackson had been studying intently. "Is she leavin' tickets for somethin'?"
"Oh, no," replied. Mrs. Jackson in a blasé tone, "this is merely her callin' card."
"Callin' card! You was to home, wasn't you?"
"It's the new style to leave your callin' card whether they're to home or not," explained Mrs. Jackson, hazarding a guess.
Mrs. Jackson's air of familiarity with social mysteries was most exasperating to Mrs. Tutts.
"What's the sense of that? Lemme see it."