"Please maam it was hunger brought me to it, hunger an my poor ole muder starvin."
"Isnt that wonderful Stan? He's a burglar." She brandished the revolver. "Come on out in the hall."
"Yes miss anythin you say miss, but dont give me up to de bulls. Tink o de ole muder starvin her heart out."
"All right but if you took anything you must give it back."
"Honest I didn't have a chanct."
Stan flopped into a chair laughing and laughing. "Ellie you take the cake. . . . Wouldnt a thought you could do it."
"Well didnt I play this scene in stock all last summer? . . . Give up your gun."
"No miss I wouldn't carry no gun."
"Well I dont believe you but I guess I'll let you go."
"Gawd bless you miss."
"But you must make some money as a messengerboy."
"I was fired last week miss, it's only hung
