“Christ! Why can’t you let me sleep?” he says to John. “Don’t be sore,” John says. “I didn’t mean to wake you up.” “Oh no,” Jack says. “Of course not.”
“You know Morgan and Steinfelt,” John said. “Glad to see you,” Jack says.
“How do you feel, Jack,” Morgan asks him. “Fine,” Jack says. “How the hel would I feel?” “You look fine,” Steinfelt says.
“Yes, don’t I,” says Jack. “Say,” he says to John. “You’re my manager. You get a big enough cut. Why the hel don’t you come out here when the reporters was out! You want Jerry and me to talk to them?”
“I had Lew fighting in Philadelphia,” John said.
“What the hel’s that to me?” Jack says. “You’re my manager. You get a big enough cut, don’t you? You aren’t making me any money in Philadelphia, are you? Why the hel aren’t you out h
