"Let me have a two-dollar bill till then?"
"No."
"One?"
"No."
"What then?"
"Nothing."
"You didn't use to be such a tightwad."
"You taught me that, too, Jim. I'll never give you another cent to drink. It isn't fair to the rest of us."
Mrs. Talbot, Georgia's mother, the homebody of the household, came in from the kitchen to say that supper was now ready and she was sick and tired of the irregularity of the family meals, which she had never been accustomed to as a girl.
"Oh, cheer up, mother. I've good news to-day—a raise."