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Sinclair, Upton, 1878-1968

"They Call Me Carpenter"

"You can't
eat no dinner? Sure you gotta eat your dinner. You can't live if you
don't eat. Come along now, Maw."
"O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh!"
T-S went and stood before her, and a grin came over his face. "Sure,
now, ain't it fine? Say, Mary, look at dem lovely curves. Billy,
shoost look here! Vy, she looks like a kid again, don't she! Madame,
you're a daisy--you sure deliver de goods."
Madame Planchet beamed, and the flesh-mountain was feebly cheered.
"You like it, Abey?"
"Sure, I like it! Maw, it's grand! It's like I got a new girl! Come
on now, git up, we go git our dinner, and den we gotta see dem night
scenes took. Don't forgit, we're payin' two tousand men five dollars
apiece tonight, and we gotta git our money out of 'em." Then, taking
for granted that this settled it, he turned to the rest. "You come
vit us, Mary?"
"I must wait for my grannie."
"Sure, you leave your car fer grannie, and you come vit us, and we
git some dinner, and den we see dem mob scenes took. You come along,
Mr. Carpenter, I gotta have some talk vit you.


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