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Say! Don’t get a swelled head, will you?

Who, me?

Oh, no, nobody! [ passes along the porch.] I hope you’re right that’s all. And I guess you are, at that. And believe me, if I thought this wasn’t a permanent offer, I wouldn’t be here. I mean business. I hope you do.

Me?

Well, I certainly ain’t referring to the Chink.

Say, who do you think ?

[Touching his sleeve with a kind of gentle diffidence which is her first attempt at intimacy]: Don’t get sore. The minute I came in I knew I was all right. I am. Why, I feel just as comfortable as if we was old friends. There don’t seem to be anything strange in me being here like I am. Not now, anyhow. It just