Daisy. The law says plainly, they shall!
Birdie. The law, indeed! What’s the use to talk about the law when the people have been fools enough to elect a gang mayor and a man at that. He winks at most outrageous infractions of the law! What are we coming to?
Dollie. The remedy lies in the ballot.
Sec. (Reads.) Shall a woman give her seat in a street car to a tired man?
Pres. That question is absurd. If the man is young and stylishly dressed he gets the seat and if he isn’t he stands, that’s all. Is there any further business?
Sec. None!
Pres. The club stands adjourned till the next regular meeting. (All rise and with a buzz disperse going R. except pres. and sec.)
Rosa. Hykight, I am worried about the finances of the club.
Pink T. Lightfoot, that is Doughflyer’s business!
Rosa. Doughflyer is so reckless!