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[Who can grow angry himself]: Sure, I can! Good-night!

Good-night! [''She stands quite still, so does he. Far, far away the irrepressible tenor resumes “Maria Mari.”'']

I’m sleeping in here in case

There won’t be any need of your putting yourself out.

How do you know but what Tony

I can take care of Tony and the further off you keep yourself the better I’ll be pleased. [Their eyes blaze.]

Well, if you feel that way, I’ll go back to my own shack. [He grabs his coat and makes for the door.] That wop’ll be singing all night. [He is out on the porch.]