room so go inside.

    ta stopped talking ting in ting oe-nails eel rollers and te dab of face cream on a little place under .  lazy on t ? Its none of your nosy business, Etta said. Just you hush up and leave us alone.’

    Its my room just as muc is eit rutted from one corner to til s t care anyt picking any fig are my os.’

    Mick brusen t ttle row of cowlicks above  he room again.

    ta ers . But Etta  ars and getting in tten to Jeanette MacDonald and  a typeten letter back saying t if ever s to  sas mind. All s about o ting a job as a secretary and being buddies te MacDonald and getting in the movies herself.

    S . Etta  naturally pretty like

    of c movie book. S rying to keep  in a certain  it didnt do any good.

    Sometimes Etta  it.

    teen years old, and next to Bill s of all t rouble.

    S t and biggest s  part of any special treat. o grab for anyt.

    Are you just going to tramp around t makes me sick to see you  to clamp doa said.

    S up, said Mick. I   to  to be like eit  to look like eit.

    ts h Bill.’

    Mick scrambled under t out a large box.

    As s to ter her, Good riddance!’

    Bill  room of anybody in t all to  for Bubber. Bill ures cut out from magazines tacked on tly faces of beautiful ladies, and in anotures Mick ed last year  t class.

    tting  up be her arms around his shoulders. hey, you old son-of-a-gun.’

    begin tussling o do. ?tle.

    ill it botay in tle while?’

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