in the room was a photograph stuck in the glass on the bureau. Curiously enough it was not of a woman, but a handsome Italian boy, thirteen or fourteen years old.
Chico stood before us grinning. \"Well, here we are!\" he said. \"On'y I wish to God Bella was home and in bed.\"
Madge now assumed a sullen and rather scared look. \"If she wasn't here I wouldn't stay,\" she muttered.
\"Would you sooner run out into the arms of the cops?\" asked Chico teasingly.
in the room was a photograph stuck in the glass on the bureau. Curiously enough it was not of a woman, but a handsome Italian boy, thirteen or fourteen years old.
Chico stood before us grinning. \"Well, here we are!\" he said. \"On'y I wish to God Bella was home and in bed.\"
Madge now assumed a sullen and rather scared look. \"If she wasn't here I wouldn't stay,\" she muttered.
\"Would you sooner run out into the arms of the cops?\" asked Chico teasingly.
