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You! Only take this tip, you!
There's one of two things you better do. Quit trying to come between me
and her or--get out."
"I--She's sick."
"Naw, she ain't. Not as sick as you make out. You're trying, God knows
why, to keep us apart. I've watched you. I know your sneaking kind.
Still water runs deep. You've never missed a chance since we're married
to keep us apart. Shame!"
"I--She--"
"Now mark my word, if it wasn't to spare her I'd have invited you out
long ago. Haven't you got any pride?"
"I have. I have," she almost moaned, and could have crumpled up there
and swooned her humiliation.
"You're not a regular girl. You're a she-devil. That's what you are!
Trying to come between your mother and me. Ain't you ashamed? What is it
you want?"
"Louis--I don't--"
"First you turn down a fine fellow like Leo Friedlander, so he don't
come to the house any more, and then you take out on us whatever is
eating you, by trying to come between me and the finest woman that ever
lived.


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