Every Soul Hath Its Song by Fannie Hurst
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to-day!"
"Hope the boat don't sail." "You don't." "Do!" "If you aren't just the limit!" "What'll I be doing while you're gallivanting round the country with some Italian count?" "I should worry." "I better put a bee in Izzy's ear, and maybe he'll put another in your father's, and the old gentleman will change his mind and won't go." "Yes--he--will--not! When papa promises he sticks." "Well, you don't know the nervy things I can do if I want. Nerve is my middle name." "You sure are some nervy." "'Cheer up!' I always say to myself when a firm closes the front door on me: 'Cheer up; there's always the back door and the fire-escape left.' That's how I made my rep in shirtwaists--on nerve." He inclined to her slightly across the car-seat. "You wouldn't close the front door on me, would you, Miss Miriam?" |
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