"Can it be a breakfast food?" she suggested; and again I wished to call her Gertrude.
Totts was still gazing at Maverick's list. "Hm. Yes," he repeated. "Bean talk from Boston. We don't want it."
"Are we phonetic or not?" returned Maverick, sharply.
But Totts had now caught sight of Cottsill's list. "Anywheres?" he read aloud. "Why anywheres? Rub all those out."
"I will not," declared the author of Nostalgia in the Lobster. "I guess if you can be phonetic, I can."
"I'm afraid they're skipping grantha," said Miss Appleby.
"Who says anywheres?" demanded Totts.
"I do," snapped Cottsill.
"Well, I don't," Totts replied. "And, what's more, I won't."