Leroy Runs Away

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Tonight we find him celebrating the first of them the month in his customary fashion, paying bills counting out birdie salary making allowances for Marjorie and Leroy. Marjorie and Bertie Leroy. What is it Uncle Pothmore?

Call me Uncle Marche. Yes, the eye of this gift, Lee. Well, such promptness. I'll bet you know what's on my mind. I do. This is the first of the morning. It's pay night for me.

Yeah, pay night. That's right. How did you remember? Because I got four, five and seven gentlemen who won't let me forget. Yes. No allowances, too, Marjorie. Don't forget, you owe me that 60-centre borrowed. That was 50 cents. 50 cents on a diamond twist, this. 50 cents net. Oh brother.

Yeah, I was counting on that extra dough. Leroy, you're not in the hock again, are you? Well, Uncle Lord, I don't know what you mean. Oh, you know, in the red. Oh, that's me, you think, of Mr. Gil's sleeve?

Huh? I thought deep in the red, my friends are quick calling me Bertie. I'm not known as Robin. Yes. Well, here's your salary, Robin. Ruben, Bertie. minus the advances I gave you during the past month of course.

Thank you sir. I certainly advanced myself to the stand still. Well you've got one consolation for me. February is going to be a short month. Ain't that picture? Well I wouldn't be any shorter for a student of home. That's what I was in.