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  She looks me up an' down. "why, Mister Jim," She says to me, "you do look hot, indeed. If you go strollin' that way for a whim Whatever would you do in case of need?" That's what she said. But with her eyes she sent More than her thanks; an' I was quite content.

I seen her home; or, rather, she seen me, For I was weak, an' fumbled in my stride. But, when we reached "The Height," I seen that she Was just on breakin'; an' she went inside. … I stumbles home. "Well, Jim, lad, anyway," I tells myself, "you've had a fine, full day."