The Member of the Wedding Page #5

would come over and spend the night

with me? Or I'd go over to her house.

And then Evelyn had to go and move away

to Florida. Now she won't even write to me.

Don't that hurt you none?

Hurt anybody else except me.

Remember that show Evelyn and me put on?

Look ahead, look astern

Look the weather in the lee

- Blow high, blow low

- Blow high, blow low

- And so sailed we

- And so sailed we

You're going to meet another nice girl

like Evelyn Owen.

Frankie, what you need is a needle.

I don't care anything about my old feet!

How old were you, Bernice,

when you married your first husband?

13 years old,

and I ain't growed an inch since.

Can marriage really stop your growth?

Marriage don't stop nothing.

You never loved any of your four husbands

but Ludie.

Ludie Maxwell Freeman

was the only husband I loved.

The rest was just scraps.

Did you marry with a veil every time?

Three times with a veil.

If only I just knew where he's gone.

Charles!

Now, quit worrying about that old alley cat.

- He's gone off to hunt a friend.

- Charles!

- To hunt a friend?

- Certainly.

He roamed off to find himself a lady friend.

Well, why don't he bring

his friend home with him?

He ought to know I would be only too glad

to have a whole family of cats.

Well, you done seen the last

of that old alley cat.

I ought to notify the police force.

They will find Charles.

I wouldn't do that.

I want the police force, please.

Police force?

I'm notifying you about my cat.

Cat!

He's lost. He's almost pure Persian.

As Persian as I is!

But with short hair, a lovely color of gray,

with a little white spot at his throat.

And he answers to the name of Charles.

But if he don't answer to that,

he might come if you called, "Charlina. "

What?

Oh, my name is

Miss F. Jasmine Addams.

That gets it. That gets it.

And the address is 124 Grove Street.

Gal, they're coming in here and tie you up

and drag you off to Houghtonville.

Just picture them fat blue police

chasing tomcats up and down alleys, all,

"Come here, Charles, come here, Charlina!"

Merciful heavens!

Oh, shut up!

Trouble with you,

you got no sense of humor no more.

Maybe I'd be better off in jail.

Sit down, Frankie. You make me nervous.

I bet Janice and Jarvis

are almost to Winter Hill by now.

- Did you hear what Jarvis said?

- No. What?

They were talking about whether to vote

for C.P. MacDonald.

And Jarvis said,

"Why, I wouldn't vote for that scoundrel

"if he were running to be dog catcher. "

Why, I never heard anything

so witty in my life.

And you know what Janice remarked

when Jarvis mentioned

about how much I'd grown?

She said she didn't think I looked

so terribly big.

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