The Bobby-Sox Kid from Bayonne Dorothy Kilgallen

Pale Mal, famous cigarettes present the big story. Look, for the last time, Janet, did you murder your mother? No, Lieutenant Morgan, I didn't. Then who did? I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know. Is that all you can say? I don't know. Ah, it beats me. I never did meet a stubborn kid like you before. Oh, well, I might as well send in the police matron.

Oh, look at it, Morgan. Yeah. Well, you asked the matron to bring in some needle and thread. Needle and thread. Yeah, I've got a hole in one of my bobby socks and it looks like the dickens.

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