Every Soul Hath Its Song Part 51
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"Didn't he? Look! See if he didn't!"
He produced a square of pink cardboard from his waistcoat pocket and she read it, with a sudden lightness underlying her voice:
HIBERNIAN MASQUE AND HOP SUPPER WARDROBE FREE ADMIT GENT AND LADY FIFTY CENTS
"Oh, gee, Charley! And me such a sight in this old waist and all. I didn't know there was supper, too."
"Sure! Hurry, Sweetness, and we'll catch a Sixth Avenue car. We wanna get in on it while the tamales are hot."
She grasped his arm closer, and straightening her velveteen poke-bonnet so that the curls lay pat, together they wormed through the sidewalk crush; once or twice she coughed, with the hollow resonance of a chain drawn upward from a deep well.
"Gee! I bet there'll be a jam!"
"Sure! There's some live crowd down there."
They were in the street-car, swaying, swinging, clutching; hemmed in by frantic, home-going New York, nose to nose, eye to eye, tooth to tooth.
Around Sara Juke's slim waist lay Charley Chubb's saving arm, and with each lurch they laughed immoderately, except when she coughed.
"Gee! ain't it the limit? It's a wonder they wouldn't open a window in this car!"
"Nix on that. Whatta you wanna do--freeze a fellow out?"
Her eyes would betray her. "Any old time I could freeze you, Charley."
"Honest?"
"You're the one that freezes me all the time. You're the one that keeps me guessing and guessing where I stand with you."
A sudden lurch and he caught her as she swayed.
"Come, Sweetness, this is our corner. Quit your coughing, there, hon; this ain't no T.B. hop we're going to."
"No what?"
"Come along; hurry! Look at the crowd already."
"This ain't no--what did you say, Charley?"
But they were pus.h.i.+ng, shoving, worming into the great lighted entrance of the hall. More lurching, crowding, jamming.
"I'll meet you inside, kiddo, in five minutes. Pick out a red domino; red's my color."
"A red one? Gee! Looka; mine's got black pompons on it. Five minutes, Charley five minutes!"
Flags of all nations and all sizes made a galaxy of the Sixth Avenue hall. An orchestra played beneath an arch of them. Supper, consisting of three-inch-thick sandwiches, tamales, steaming and smelling in their buckets, bottles of beer and soda-water, was spread on a long picnic-table running the entire length of the balcony.
The main floor, big as an armory, airless as a tomb, swarmed with dancers.
After supper a red sateen Pierrette, quivering, teeth flas.h.i.+ng beneath a sucy half-mask, bowed to a sateen Pierrot, whose face was as slim as a satyr's and whose smile was as upturned as the eye-slits in his mask.
"Gee! Charley, you look just like a devil in that costume--all red, and your mouth squinted like that!"
"And you look just like a little red cherry, ready to bust."
And they were off in the whirl of the dance, except that the close-packed dancers hemmed them in a swaying mob; and once she fell back against his shoulder, faint.
"Ain't there a--a up-stairs somewheres, Charley, where they got air? All this jam and no windows open! Gee! ain't it hot? Let's go outside where it's cool--let's."
"There you go again! No wonder you got a cold on you--always wanting air on you! Come, Sweetness; this ain't hot. Here, lemme show you the dip I get the girls crazy with. One, two, three--dip! One, two, three--dip!
Ugh!"
"Gee! ain't it a jam, though?"
"One, two, three!"
"That's swell, Charley! Quit! You mustn't squeeze me like that till--till you've asked me to be engaged, Charley. We--we ain't engaged yet, are we, Charley?"
"Aw, what difference does that make? You girls make me sick--always wanting to know that."
"It--it makes a lot of difference, Charley."
"There you go on that Amen talk again. All right, then; I won't squeeze you no more, stingy!"
Her step was suddenly less elastic and she lagged on his arm. "I--I never said you couldn't, Charley. Gee! ain't you a great one to get mad so quick! Touchy! I only said not till we're engaged."
He skirted the crowd, guiding her skilfully. "Stingy! Stingy! I know 'em that ain't so stingy as you."
"Charley!"
"What?"
"Aw, I'm ashamed to say it."
"Listen! They're playing the new one--'Up to Snuff!' Faster! Don't make me drag you, kiddo. Faster!"
They were suddenly in the center of the maze, as tight-packed as though an army had conspired to close round them. She coughed, and in her effort of repression, coughed again.
"Charley, I--honest, I--I'm going to keel. I--I can't stand it packed in here--like this."
She leaned to him, with the color drained out of her face; and the crowd of black and pink and red dominoes, gnomes gone mad, pressed, batted, surged.
"Look out, Sweetness! Don't give out in here! They'll crush us out.
'Ain't you got no nerve? Here; don't give out now! Gee! Watch out, there! The lady's sick. Watch out! Here; now sit down a minute and get your wind."
He pressed her shoulders downward and she dropped whitely on a little camp-chair hidden underneath the balcony.
"I gotta get out, Charley; I gotta get out and get air. I feel like I'm going to suffocate in here. It's this old cough takes the breath out of me."
In the foyer she revived a bit and drank gratefully of the water he brought; but the color remained out of her cheeks and the cough would rack her.
Every Soul Hath Its Song Part 51
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