Marriage would do it for her quickest, but that's just what you don't want, and as you DON'T want it, you'd better--" "I can't stand any more!" Sheridan burst out.

"If it's come to BIBBS advisin' me how to run this house I better resign.

Mamma, where's that nigger George?
Maybe HE'S got some plan how I better manage my family.
Bibbs, for God's sake go and lay down! 'Let her see him all she wants'! Oh, Lord! here's wisdom; here's--" "Bibbs," said Mrs.Sheridan, "if you haven't got anything to do, you might step over and take Sibyl's wraps home--she left 'em in the hall.

I don't think you seem to quiet your poor father very much just now." "All right." And Bibbs bore Sibyl's wraps across the street and delivered them to Roscoe, who met him at the door.

Bibbs said only, "Forgot these," and, "Good night, Roscoe," cordially and cheerfully, and returned to the New House.