“And ready for a good time.”
Manuel’s heart began to throb violently.
“Haven’t you a sweetheart?” he inquired.
“I don’t want any steadies.”
“Why not?”
“They take away all the money a girl earns and then finish up the job with a good beating. Yes, they do....”
“How much’ll you take for coming along with me?”
“Ha! There’s a joke for you! Why, you haven’t a céntimo!”
“Who said so?”
“I’ll bet you haven’t.”