(xx) Fred's Car Repairs

Well, sir, it's late afternoon as our scene opens now. And here in the living room of the small house halfway up in the next block, we find Vic, Faith and Young Russell. The gentleman of the family, a newly arrived home from the office and Patman, Faith and Lotten, they tend beside the Davenport, attentively listening to the mistress of the Maasch, who's

saved. He made a sound like clutter, a jolly, gail and evening. It's an elegant warm day, he said, and he's going to be an elegant warm evening, and We'll soon start now at heaven elegant warm evening with September here and all head once and come over directly after suffering so we can take advantage of every bit of day

life. What's the matter? Take my hat and hand up in the hallway restaurant. Okay. Mom, did I tell you the joke about the man in the streetcar conductor? No. What's the matter? You have something else planned for this evening?

No. I have anything planned for this evening. Who's 2000 dollars old mom? No. What's eating you? You don't have this lightest idea. No. That's the inkiest, winkiest, screentiest idea. You're not mad at him. Ted is a tough head.

Well, it is explained when we played card party evening and you and Ted had an argument about Republicans and Democrats and press. Were you really angry at each other? No. Land there. That's 10-barrel. They said 40 times.

What's done? What's done? You don't know what's done? I said nine times, I didn't. Did stand by them. Called you up in the telephone. I never even talked to Ted. It was Ruthie telephone. Last time I talked to Ted last Friday night when we picked cards.