"And I never said so.

What I said was that sometimes it almost seemed as if there was somethin' IN fortune tellin' and such." "There is," chuckled Bailey with another wink at the depot master.
"There's money in it--for the fortune tellers." "I said--and I say again," protested Barzilla, "that I knew a case at our hotel of a servant girl named Effie, and she--" "Oh, Heavens to Betsy! Here he goes again, I steered him in here on purpose, Sol, so's he'd get off that subject." "You never neither.

You said--" The depot master held up his hand.

"Don't both talk at once," he commanded.

"Set down and be peaceful, can't you.