It's little Alice that was 'being attentive.' I know the big fish she was attentive to, all right, too." "Yes," his sister retorted, quietly.

"I should think you might have recognized him, Walter." Walter looked annoyed.

"Still harpin' on THAT!" he complained.

"The kind of women I like, if they get sore they just hit you somewhere on the face and then they're through.

By the way, I heard this Russell was supposed to be your dear, old, sweet friend Mildred's steady.