"How long do you think the border will be closed, Ev?" asked Pearl.
"Well, that's hard to tell. Sometimes those things last only a few days, then again they have been known to last months, but if we can't go over there, nobody else can, and I know all the apartments around here where there are likely to be parties, so the only thing to do is make the rounds of them, and chisel there, just like we did on the other side."
"What about liquor?"
"Don't worry about that—there is more on this side than there is on the other side," said Evelyn, as she began to lay out her money.
"Did you make anything last night, Pearl?" asked Mickey.
"I haven't looked yet."
"I've got the enormous sum of thirty-five bucks," said Evelyn, as she looked disgustedly at the crumpled money on the bed cover.
"Well, honey, you didn't stay over there as long as I did, and you see I stayed until I got to go through the General's pockets, and he is the bird with most of the money. I had my eye on him all night," said Mickey.
"Now that another evening is here, what are we going to do with it?" asked Pearl.
"I know—we'll call up some of the girls I know, and see if we can't find some place to go, or maybe we can engineer a party out at my place. If we can, we will gather the fellows that we know to get the whiskey, and make it a rip-roaring, bang-up party—what do you say?"