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Show I M de Him -Whi.tle. Two modest little country women I came to New York this fall and regis- tered at a certain quiet hotel. Here they I were joined a little later by the husband of one of them, and to him was brought the bill for their week by themselves. "Really, " he said, after a long drawn whistle, "either I have been grossly deceived de-ceived in the wife of my bosom or there has been some mistake." He handed them the bit of paper. Two blond heads bent over it. Four startled eyes read this entry, "Drinks at the bar, $8.60." There had been a mistake. Exchange. |