"I'm sorry to have caused you ladies any trouble," smiled the Lieutenant.
"Ah, nuts to you, brother," said Evelyn, as she gave him a loud, juicy raspberry.
"Come on, Ev—let's call a taxi—I'm as near all in as I'll ever be, and live to tell it. Come on up to my joint and stay, will you? I don't like to be alone."
"Jees, I might as well move to your place—I don't seem to ever stay at home any more," said Evelyn. "Here, we will call from the same phone that big lousy Lieutenant just used," as she turned back.
Loud rapping on the door aroused Pearl out of the deep sleep she had been in since she had climbed into bed that morning. "Who's there?" she called, still half asleep.
"Mickey," came the voice outside.
"Just a minute, dear, I'll let you in," answered Pearl, as she crawled out of bed and staggered to the door.
"For the love of Heaven, don't you expect to get up today?"
"What time is it?" asked Pearl, yawning.
"It's nearly five o'clock—have you been in bed all day?"