"Go 'way, Jim," was her angry response.
"No, but Sally, look here, I want to talk to you," persisted her husband.
"Go 'way, I say—I don't care if I never see you again!"
"So you've said a hundred times, but I never believed you, or I might have taken you at your word."
To this his wife made no reply.
"I was drunk last night, Sally," Jim said, after a moment's silence.
"You needn't take the trouble to tell me that."
"Of course not. But an open confession, you know, is good for the soul. I was drunk last night, then—drunk as a fool, after all I promised—but I'm not going to get drunk again, so—"
"Don't swear any more false oaths, Jim: you've sworn enough already."
"Yes, but Sally, I am going to quit now, and I want you to talk to me like a good wife, and advise with me."