DANNY'S OWN STORY BY DON MARQUIS TO MY ... - Pink Monkey

And the other was a man's voice and it wasn't
no one around our house.
"But, my God," he says, "suppose you get it
yourself, Jane!"
I set up straight then, fur Jane was the perfessor's
wife's first name.
"You mean suppose YOU get it," she says. I
like to of seen the look she must of give him to
fit in with the way she says that YOU. He didn't
say nothing, the man didn't; and then her voice
softens down some, and she says, low and slow:
"Henry, wouldn't you love me if I DID get it?
Suppose it marked and pitted me all up?"
"Oh, of course," he says, "of course I would.
Nothing can change the way I feel. YOU know
that." He said it quick enough, all right, jest the
way they does in a show, but it sounded TOO MUCH
like it does on the stage to of suited me if _I_'D been
her. I seen folks overdo them little talks before
this.
I listens some more, and then I sees how it is.
This is that musician feller Biddy Malone's been
talking about. Jane's going to run off with him
all right, but she's got to kiss the kids first. Women
is like that. They may hate the kids' pa all
right, but they's dad-burned few of 'em don't like
the kids. I thinks to myself: "It must be late.
I bet they was already started, or ready to start,
and she made him bring her here first so's she could
sneak in and see the kids. She jest simply couldn't
get by. But she's taking a fool risk, too. Fur
how's she going to see Margery with that nurse
coming and going and hanging around all night?
And even if she tries jest to see William Dear it's
a ten to one shot he'll wake up and she'll be ketched
at it."
And then I thinks, suppose she IS ketched at it?
What of it? Ain't a woman got a right to come into
her own house with her own door key, even if they