I then got my Check Book from the tool chest, and held it out to him. Also the unpaid bills. I had but $40.45 in the Bank and owed $90.00 for the things mother had bought.
“Everything has gone wrong,” I admitted. “I love this car, but it is as much expence as a large familey and does not get better with age, as a familey does, which grows up and works or gets married. And Leila is getting to be a Man-hater and acts very strange most of the time.”
Here I almost wept, and probably would have, had he not said:
“Here! Stop that, or I——” He stopped and then said: “How about the engagement, Bab? Is it a failure to?”
“We are still plited,” I said. “Of course we do not agree about some things, but the time to fuss is now, I darsay, and not when to late, with perhaps a large familey and unable to seperate.”
“What sort of things?”
“Well,” I said, “he thinks that he ought to play around with other girls so no one will suspect, but he does not like it when I so much as sit in a hammick with a member of the Other Sex.”
“Bab,” he said in an ernest tone, “that, in twenty words, is the whole story of all the troubles between what you call the Sexes. The only diference between Tommy Gray and me is that I would not want to play around with any one else if—well, if engaged to anyone like you. And I feel a lot like looking him up and giving him a good thrashing.”
He paid me fifty cents and a quarter tip, and offered, although poor, to lend me some Money. But I refused.
“I have made my bed,” I said, “and I shall occupy it, Carter. I can have no companion in misfortune.”