Excerpt: ... last time I had breakfast at Mr. Johnson's apartment. It was that terrible cold morning the first of last week. By gosh, how that girl can cook! Six fried eggs and-yes? Hello!" Plaza 00100: "Yilga's not in yet." Smilk, sharply: "What's that?" Plaza 00100: "She's out." Smilk, sharply: "Out? Come off! You can't put that sort of stuff over me-" Plaza 00100: "I tell you she's not in. That's all. And say, don't call up this apartment again at-" Smilk: "Say, it's nearly four o'clock. She must be in." Plaza 00100: ...
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Excerpt: ... last time I had breakfast at Mr. Johnson's apartment. It was that terrible cold morning the first of last week. By gosh, how that girl can cook! Six fried eggs and-yes? Hello!" Plaza 00100: "Yilga's not in yet." Smilk, sharply: "What's that?" Plaza 00100: "She's out." Smilk, sharply: "Out? Come off! You can't put that sort of stuff over me-" Plaza 00100: "I tell you she's not in. That's all. And say, don't call up this apartment again at-" Smilk: "Say, it's nearly four o'clock. She must be in." Plaza 00100: "She's not in, I tell you. She went out last evening with her young man. One of the other maids stuck her head out of her door and told me." Smilk, with fallen jaw: "What-what time do you expect her in?" Plaza 00100: "I don't know, and I don't give a damn so long as she's here in time to get break-" Smilk, furiously: "Hey, you go back there and bust into her room. Hear what I say? Better take a club or a gun or something-" Plaza 00100; "Go to thunder!" Smilk, flinching as he jerked the receiver away from his ear: "Lord! I bet he put that telephone out of whack!" He sagged a little as he slowly hung up the receiver. For a moment he stared desolately at Mr. Yollop and then recovering himself gradually rushed with ever increasing velocity into the most violent hurricane of profanity that ever was centered upon the frailty of woman. Running out of expletives he at last subsided into an ominous calm. "For two cents," groaned he, "I'd blow my head off." He gazed hungrily at the revolver. "I never dreamed there were so many cuss-words in the world," gasped Mr. Yollop, blinking. "There ain't half enough," announced Mr. Smilk, in a far away voice. "Put that pistol down!" roared Mr. Yollop. "What are you going to do? Shoot yourself?" "It would save an awful lot of trouble," said Mr. Smilk. "The deuce it would! My servants would be a week cleaning up after you, and you'd probably ruin this Meshed rug. Besides, confound you, the police would...
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