'"Look at me here, look at me there,"'
she sang, flirting with her abominable skirt, amused by the applause of the roughs. 'But I'm going to have a drink here,' she said, suddenly breaking off.
'No, you can't, my good woman,' said the stout guardian at the door.
'And why—why not?'
'That don't matter. You go on, or I'll have to give you in charge.'
Kate was not yet so drunk that the words 'in charge' did not frighten her, and she answered humbly enough, 'I'm here wi-th—my hu-s-band, and as you're so im-impertinent I shall go-go elsewhere.'
At the next place they came to Dick did not protest against her being served, but waited, confident of the result, until she had had her four of gin, and came reeling out into his arms. Shaking herself free she stared at him, and when he was fully recognized, cursed him for his damned interference. She could now scarcely stand straight on her legs, and, after staggering a few yards further, fell helplessly on the pavement.
Calling a cab, he bundled her into it and drove away.
XXVII
'Oh, Dick, dear, what did I do yesterday? Do tell me about yesterday. Was I very violent? And those wounds on your face, I didn't do that; don't tell me that I did. Dick, Dick, are you going to leave me?'