Американська трагедія

Chapter 11

           "Hecouldbemostmatter-of-factattimes.

           "Oh,don’tsaysitdowntome,"commentedGretaMillerwithaloftysmileandagliding,dancingmotionofherleftfoot,"withallthedateswegotaheadofusthisweek.Oh,gee!"Hereyesandeyebrowswentupandsheclaspedherhandsdramaticallybeforeher."It’sjustterrible,allthedancin’wegottadoyet,thiswinter,don’twe,Hortense?ThursdaynightandFridaynightandSaturdayandSundaynights."Shecountedonherfingersmostarchly."Oh,gee!Itisterrible,really."ShegaveClydeanappealing,sympathy-seekingsmile."Guesswhereweweretheothernight,Tom.LouiseandRalphThorpeandHortenseandBertGettler,meandWillieBassickoutatPegrain’sonWebsterAvenue.Oh,an’yououghtaseenthecrowdoutthere.SamShafferandTillieBurnswasthere.Andwedanceduntilfourinthemorning.Ithoughtmykneeswouldbreak.Iain’tbeensotiredinIdon’tknowwhen."

           "Oh,gee!"brokeinHortense,seizingherturnandliftingherarmsdramatically."IthoughtIneverwouldgettoworkthenextmorning.Icouldjustbarelyseethecustomersmovingaround.And,wasn’tmymotherfussy!Gee!Shehasn’tgottenoverityet.Shedon’tmindsomuchaboutSaturdaysandSundays,butalltheseweeknightsandwhenIhavetogetupthenextmorningatsevengeehowshecanpick!"

           "An’Idon’tblameher,either,"commentedMrs.Ratterer,whowasjustthenenteringwithaplateofpotatoesandsomebread.

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