“We get Barthelmess at the Plaza Friday and Saturday!”
“Oh, c’n I go, Moth’?”
“We’ll see; perhaps your father will take you.”
“Do you let the children go to the movies much, Alice?”
“Depends on the picture. Barthelmess is always clean and good.”
“Friday I’ll be late coming home, and Saturday night I’m afraid I’ll have to go to the Civic Improvement meeting.”
“Bet I’m gypped!”
“Don’t worry, Baby Roy; I’ll let you go by yourself, Saturday afternoon, if you’re a good boy.”
“Pulitzer’s closing out his meat market; going to handle nothing but groceries from now on.”
“Well, I guess he’s made money. He’s a good citizen, all right. He subscribed two hundred and fifty for the district nurse.”