"Neither would I!" he said.
Adams lifted his eyebrows jocosely.

"You're jealous, are you, sonny?
You don't want the old man to think our young lady'd make so much fuss over him, do you ?" "Go on thinkin' it's over you," Walter retorted, amused.

"Go on and think it.

It'll do you good." "Of course I'll think it," Adams said.

"It isn't anybody's birthday.
Certainly the decorations are on account of me coming downstairs.