“It's a girl,” said Bruce, and he laughed. “Come on over, Hunch. It's a fine little kid. Come along with me.”
“No,” said Hunch, slowly. “I don't believe I can just now.”
“What's the matter? Why can't you come?”
“I've got a lot of work to do to-day.”
“Don't talk to me about working. You're my best friend and I want you to come first.”
“No, I can't, Bruce.”
“You make me tired, Hunch. You might as well be decent about it.”
“There ain't no use of getting mad, Bruce. I'll get around before long.”
“That's what I call——”
“No, you don't, now, Bruce. You'd better go on back. I guess they need you anyhow.”