break me for it or not, t' hell wit' you too.' But they keep on laughin', so I take the doll an' walk out."
He paused.
"I take the doll home," he resumed. "I tell it all t' Maggie, me wife. An' what does she tell me? 'T' think
you've been off the hard stuff or near off so long,' she says, 'an' now look at you!' she says, 'wit' this talk
of stabbin' dolls, an' insultin' the lootenant, an' maybe gettin' sent t' Staten Island,' she says. 'An' Jenny
just gettin' in high school! Go t' bed,' she says, 'an' sleep it off, an' throw the doll in the garbage,' she says.
But by now I am gettin' good an' mad, an' I do not throw it in the garbage but I take it with me. An'
awhile ago I meet McCann, an' somehow he knows somethin', I tell him an' he brings me here. An' just
fer what, I don't know."
"Do you want me to speak to the lieutenant?" I asked.