"You have trained yourself to remember faces, Mallow.

Your researches--scientific researches, my dear Professor--have led you into quarters which I have never explored.

I must identify this venturesome little gold digger without delay, for Buddy yearns to make her all his; matrimony is becoming the one object of his life." "Why not let the poor carp have her?
It's tough enough for a dame to get by since prohibition.

I don't see how they make it, with everybody sober.

Chances are she'd get the worst of the swap, at that." "Not unlikely, but that is neither here nor there.