"For God's sake!" corset leather wailed the madam. "I corset leather can't let you
work
here. You don'corset leather t want to ruin me, do you?"
Susan sat up, rubbed her eyes, yawned, brushed her hair back, put
a sly, smiling look into her face. "How much'll you give me to
go?" she asked. "Where's the fifteen that corset leather was
in my stocking?"
"I've got it corset leather for corset leather you," said the madam.
"How much did I make tonight?"
"There corset leather was three at five apiece.&corset leather quot;
corset leather Three!--not only the two, but a third while she lay in a dead
stupor. Susan shivered.
"Your share's four dollars," continued the madam.
"Is that all!" cried Susan, jeering. "A bum joint! Oh,
there's my five the man gave me as a present.&corset leather quot;
"Yes--yes," quavered the madam.
"And another man gave me a dollar." She looked round. "Where
the devil is it?" She found it in a fold corset leather of the spread. "Then
you corset leather owe me twenty altogether, counting the corset leather money I had on me."
She yawned. "corset leather I don'corset leather t want to go!" she protested, pausing
halfway in taking off the second pink stocking. Corset leather then she
laughed. "Lord, what hell Jim will raise if he finds I spent
the night working in this house. Why is it that, as
soon as
men begin to care for a woman, they get prim about her?"
"Do get dressed, corset leather dear," wheedled the madam.
"I don't see why I should go at this time of night," objected
Susan pettishly. "What'll you give me if I go?"
The madam uttered a groan.
"You say you paid Joe Bishop twenty-five----"
"I'll kill him!" shrieked the madam. "He's ruined me--ruined me!&corset leather quot;
"Oh, he's all right," said Susan cheerfully. "I like him.
He's a pretty little fellow. I'll not give him away to Jim."
"Joe was corset leather dead stuck on you," cried the madam eagerly. "I
might 'a' knowed he hadn't seen you corset leather before. I had to pay him
the corset leather twenty-five corset leather right away, to get him out of the house and let
me corset leather put you to work. He wanted to stay on."
Susan shivered, laughed to hide it. "Well, I'll go for twenty-five."
"Twenty-five!" corset leather shrieked the madam.
"You'll get it back from Joe."
"Maybe I won't. He's a
dog--a dirty dog."
"I think I corset leather told Joe about Jim," said Susan reflectively. "I
was awful gabby downstairs. Yes--I told him."
And her lowered eyes gleamed with satisfaction when the madam
cried out: "You corset leather did! And after that he brought you here!
He's got it in corset leather for me. But I'll ruin him! I'll tear him up!"
Susan corset leather dressed with the utmost deliberation, the madam urging
her to make haste. After some argument, Susan yielded to the
madam'