"'You act just suffocated with pleasure,' says the chicken. But I
don't pay no attention.
"'You'll be lucky if you gets a job swipin' fur your eats when you hit
New Awlins,' I says to myself. 'Wouldn't you look immense with a doll
on your staff?'
"'Now, listen,' I says to her, 'how long is this here panic goin' to
last?'
"'You can search me,' she says.
"'Well, how long is this hundred goin' to last?' I says.
"'Not long,' she says.
"'That's the answer,' I says. 'Now, you hop a deep sea goin' rattler
fur New York while the hoppin' 's good.'
"'But, Blister,' she says, 'at New Orleans you could win lots of
money--think how much you've made already--and I could go to the races
every day!'
"'Furget it,' I says. 'You think you're a wise girl. Why, you ain't
nothin' but a child! A break like I has to-day don't come but seldom.
If I cops the coin easy, like you figgers, why am I chambermaid to two
dogs in a bum show at twenty-five per? Now slip me the price of a
ticket to New York,' I says, 'or I goes 'n' buys it out of my own roll,
'n' then I ain't got enough left to get to New Awlins.'
"She don't say nothin' more, but hands me the dough. I buys her ticket
'n' checks her trunk fur her. She keeps real quiet till her rattler's
ready. I kisses her good-by when they calls the train fur New York,
'n' still she don't say nothin'.
"'What's on your mind, girlie?' I says.
"'Nothing much,' she says. 'Only I'm letter perfect in the
turnin'-down act, but when it's the other way--I ain't up in my
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