(xx) Wallpapering at Midnight

Well sir, it's late afternoon as we enter the small house halfway up to the next block now, and here in the kitchen We find mr. Victor Cook and his son mr. Rush cook the latter is seated beside the sink studying algebra Vickers just this moment arrived home from the office, and he's standing near the gas stove removing his coat listen

Who's in the living room mr. Erickson oh ecstasy I read door every land noise I think he's just leaving. Heard him and Mom walk into the hallway a minute ago. What business they got on the dock this afternoon. Upstairs wallpaper.

Wouldn't be surprised. Mr. Erickson had a roll or something under his arm that looked like samples. I guess I won't go in and greet my darling landlord. I'm always uncomfortable in his presence. Go on now anyway. Deserve the front door slam.

You're studying algebra? Glance and over to Mars assignment is all. If you can produce a packed of racy cards I'll take in on a game of roomy. Okay. Let's go in the limiter. What's your father just coming, Rush?

Hello, Sadie. I see by the paper where a comforted seeple gets plants to crumble up with the breeze. What? Rush tells me the yap on the dukies got him in south. Crazy, this huh? Yeah.

You dismissed Mr. Erickson. So I understand. Did he bring some more paper samples? Yeah. Hold on a second. Left him in on the library table. Wanna be a nice boy, Rush? Okay. Need him bring him all.

Just bring the two you'll see spread out. He's come through at last. Ericson brought some beautiful wallpaper samples, very, very attractive designs, and fine quality too. More than that he's willing to get the work started upstairs without any more delay.