“Dat don’t he’p me none——”
“Aw, shut up!” Skeeter snapped. “You listen to me talk! Fools like you gimme a pain. Now, dis here Dazzle gal, she knows all about how to make love an’ how to cote a gal an’ how to ax to git married because she studies dat fer de stage.”
“I sees de light,” Tick grinned.
“Now, de dog’s tail wags dis way,” Skeeter said, warming up to his great idea. “You wants to go to Dazzle Zenor an’ ax her to gib you a few cheap lessons on how to make love an’ git married quick.”
“Dat’s whut I needs!” Tick agreed hesitatingly.
“Is you got any money on yer?” Skeeter demanded.
“De kunnel gib me five dollars las’ night,” Tick replied reluctantly.
“Dat’s a plenty,” Skeeter told him. “Dazzle will gib you five dollars’ wuth of lessons, an’ den you kin git married jes’ like drappin’ a hat.”
“Whar do Dazzle stay at?”
“She stays at Ginny Babe Chew’s house.”