Benny looked at her. She was good. She was just the right height, and her hair was curly, black and silky.
She reminded Benny of the cuties who give you thoughts from the front cover of College Life. They’d been married now two years, and Benny liked her a lot. He had even kept off other girls. Sadie had been pretty good to him. The first six months had gone well for them both.
Then Benny got used to it, and he began to slip back.
At first he’d walk along with Sadie and compare her with other dames. Sadie was good, so she came out well in that game. When he began wondering what the other dames were like, then that wasn’t so good. He knew what Sadie was like. Then, from just looking, he had to make remarks. He’d say to Sadie, “Did you see that dame, just then? Gee! What a figure! Did you see anythin’ like that?”
Well, Sadie felt pretty safe, and she thought Benny was just kidding her, but Benny wouldn’t leave it alone.
He’d say, “I bet that dame’s a hot one. Yeah, look at the way she swings her can. Gee! I guess that dame gets pushed around plenty.”
Nothing in it, but it hurt. It did more than that, it got on Sadie’s nerves. She knew that one of these days he was going to cheat. Once he’d started cheating he’d go on cheating. It was no good. She’d done everything she could to hold him, but he’d got that sort of a mind. He couldn’t help himself.
When he went and put his head between that flossie’s knees, something snapped inside Sadie. That finished it. He didn’t think she’d seen that. All right, it’d be a surprise for him.
Benny said again, “Come on, honey. Those punks’ll drive me crazy.”
They pushed their way past the other people and got to the gangway. Benny looked back. Sadie was waiting for him to do that. Benny’s heart jumped when he saw the dame. Boy! She was good. It made him go limp inside just to think that he’d slid his ears along her stockings.