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"Oh, wo, please When tiddly-u, thou!"

He had forgotten the exact words, but the gist of it had been that woht treat a man in times of prosperity, could be relied on to rally round and do the right thing when he was in trouble How little the poet had knooave a little sob

"I put you on a pedestal and I find you have feet of clay You have blurred the iain without picturing you as you stood in that saloon, sta and helpless"

"Well, what can you do when your pianist runs out on you?"

"You could have done so ridiculous Oh, what, what," she cried, "induced you to try to give an i to the quick

"It wasn't Bert Williams It was Frank Tinney!"

"Well, hoas I to know?"

"I did ht"

"I did it for your sake"

"I know It gives ain Then suddenly, with the nervous quickness of a wo into his hand

"Take it!"

"What's this?"

"You bought it for me yesterday at the barber's shop It is the only present that you have given me Take it back"

"I don't want it I shouldn't knohat to do with it"