"What for?" says Hatch. "I didn't hold nothin' out on you."
But he give her the paper and she run through the list herself, and then she says:
"You did, too, hold out on us. You didn't say nothin' about the Auditorium."
"What could I say about it?" says Hatch. "I never was inside."
"It's time you was then," says Mrs. Hatch.
"What's playin' there?" I says.
"Grand op'ra," says Mrs. Hatch.
"Oh!" says my Missus. "Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"What do you say?" says Mrs. Hatch to me.
"I think it'd be grand for you girls," I says. "I and Jim could leave you there and go down on Madison and see Charley Chaplin, and then come back after you."