The Pot Boiler by Upton Sinclair
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_Peggy._ Am I? Well, I declare! Now, come, Mr. Bill--it's after
bed-time. _Bill._ Can't I wait till Will comes? _Peggy._ No, dear. _Bill._ Well, will you tell him to wake me up? _Peggy._ No, dear. I'll tell him _not_ to. _Bill._ But Peggy, will you have him kiss me in my sleep? _Peggy._ Yes, I'll do that. Now, there you are. A big fat kiss for mother! Now, to sleep! _Bill._ Say, Peggy! _Peggy._ What? _Bill._ The people next door ain't runnin' the gramophone tonight! _Peggy._ No, dear. Now go to sleep. _Bill._ And the people in hack ain't singin' any coon-songs! _Peggy._ Now go to sleep for mother. Don't speak any more. _Bill._ Say, Peggy! |
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