(xx) Flower Garden Arranger

Well sir, it's early evening as we enter the small house halfway up in the next block now. And here in the living room we find all our friends are sampled. Mr. Victor Gook sits in his easy chair, reading the newspaper.

Mrs. Victor Gook occupies a corner of the Davenport, starting socks. Young Mr. Rush Gook at the library table, stairs these open algebras textbook in a listless lukewarm fashion. But now say it glances at her husband in remarks.

Hey, I'm liable to go in business and make a million dollars. You're a brave woman. No, but that's the truth. What would you do if I earned a million dollars? Ask to borrow some of us?

Sure. Food is jazzing what I booked downtown this afternoon for a time that gives 36 different ways to make a million dollars. City? Yeah. Maybe you better take your algebra upstairs and study, Willie. I want to talk a little bit.

I appreciate your jump right down my throat when I announce I'm all through studying. Oh, all through studying. See, I told you you'd jump right down my throat. How could you be all through studying?

You know Warren got yourself sat down there. People lose track of the passage of time. Been at least 45 minutes since we finished the supper dishes. Yes, and half an hour. That's 45 minutes you've spent talking over the telephone.

My conversation with Rooster Davis couldn't eat up more than eight minutes. Nine minutes, it's outside. Well, I'll go so far as to day one. Oh, right. All right. It's just out. No, I suppose it'll be hard feeling.

You get a taste of hard feelings when you bring your report card home. I am confident my report card will be satisfactory in every respect. No, but what if I did go in business and earn a million dollars?