"Don't you know old freckle-faced Jack?
Why, I'd know Jack in the dark of a cave.

He's my friend--my old chum.

He didn't forget me when they sent me to jail.

Neither did Mary.

She sung for me." "Can't you tell me Mary's name ?" "Why, it's just Mary, Mary Yardwell." "Where does she live ?" "Oh, don't bother me," he replied irritably.