For a few moments both were silent. Then George spoke: "I'm sorry, Rosie, about this thing. I know how you feel. If you want to, after this you may hide your savings in my trunk. I've got two keys and I'll give you one."
"I—I didn't think I was going to save any more, Jarge."
"Not save? Of course you're going to save! You've got to save!"
"Why?"
"So's to have something to show for your work!"
"But it takes so awful long, Jarge, and even then maybe you lose it."
"I know, Rosie, but even so you got to do it. It's only muckers that never save."
"Why, Jarge!"
"Sure, Rosie. Only muckers. They blow in every cent they get as soon as they make it or before. That's why they can afford to go off on drunks and holler around and smash things up. They ain't got nuthin' to lose no matter what they do. Oh, I tell you, Rosie, just show me a loud-mouthed mucker and I'll show you a fellow that don't know the first thing about saving!"