Other Men's Women Page #6

There, now, carry that in now

like a dear and start carving.

It won't take me but a minute

to get the rest in.

Hey, make that lunkhead

do some of that.

what's he think he is around here,

anyway?

Boy, front.

Stir them doggies,

or you're gonna get cold hash.

Hey, Bill.

Bill.

Hey, Bill.

Bill.

For the love of Mike...

He's gone.

Gee, that's funny.

I wonder what got into him.

I'm sure I don't know.

what are you crying for?

I'm not crying.

Sure you are.

Come on, now. Tell me.

Tell you what, dear?

I don't know what you mean.

Is the meat too rare?

No.

why did he go, Lily?

why, I don't know.

Did you send him away?

No.

Did you quarrel about something?

No.

You have no idea what it's all about?

No, I haven't.

Oh, I forgot your coffee, dear.

I'm so sorry.

Please eat your dinner, dear.

Lily...

...you wouldn't lie to me, would you?

why, of course not.

About what?

There's nothing to lie about.

I give you my word there isn't.

You do believe me, don't you?

You must.

why must I?

Because I'm telling you the truth.

You're not through your dinner, are you?

I think so.

where are you going?

Down to the yards.

Aren't you awfully early?

I've got some business to attend to

before we go out.

LILY:

I see.

Well, good night.

JACK:
Good night.

BILL:

Corned beef hash.

A plate of mystery for one.

Is that all, please?

Hello, Marie.

Hello, stranger.

where you been keeping yourself?

Around.

Not around here, I'd say.

Nor Fishback's either.

They got a new orchestra.

That so?

Yeah.

I've been dancing my head off these days.

Four, five times a week, I'm there.

Is that all you're gonna eat?

Yeah, I ain't hungry.

I know where I can get you

a little slug of gin.

I don't think so.

You don't want a drink?

No, I quit a long time ago.

Oh, some dame made you swear off, huh?

You can leave the poached egg

off that hash.

Ooh! Pardon me.

what you eating?

Hash.

How much time have we got?

Seventeen minutes.

Just coffee, Marie.

You walked out on us today.

How come?

I didn't want any dinner.

Something affect your appetite?

It's too hot to eat.

I thought maybe you and Lily had a row.

Not exactly. Nothing to worry about.

what was it?

Oh, just an argument.

An argument, huh? what about?

Nothing. I told you a minute ago.

People don't argue about nothing

and walk out of the picture sore.

Sore? who's sore? I ain't.

what have I got to be sore about?

That's what I'm trying to find out.

Oh...

well, I'm glad it wasn't anything serious.

Course not.

Coming to the house with me

when we come in from this run?

No. No, I don't think so.

why not?

It's too quiet out there.

It gives me the willies.

I like to have a little fun once in a while.

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