“Girls,” asked Cora exasperatedly, “why are those long legs of Walter’s like organ grinders?”
“Why?” asked Belle.
“Give it up,” said Bess.
“Because,” explained Cora, “they always carry a monkey about with them.”
Walter staggered back.
“Stung!” he moaned. “Penetrated, I mean.”
“Well, don’t suffer too much, poor boy,” said Cora soothingly. “If it’s any comfort to you to know it, your two accomplices in crime are just as bad. Women are the only sensible human beings anyway.”
“Are they human?” asked Walter. “I’ve always thought of them as angels.”
“Stop trying to square yourself,” said Paul.
“Don’t knuckle down to them,” Jack adjured him.