Red hates girls.
“Who’s ‘Sally Ann’?” he scowled, letting out his freckled neck at the sign.
Scoop quickly read the other’s thoughts.
“You’ll like Sal,” he grinned.
“If you’re going to have a gurl in it,” Red balked, “you can count me out,” and he hitched up his pants and started off. [[7]]
“Hey; come here!”
“Nothin’ doin’.”
“ ‘Sally Ann,’ ” laughed Scoop, “is the name of our show boat.”
Red gave a disgusted snort.
“Named after a gurl! Huh! Why don’t you name it after a boy?”