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Trouble is, there's a dreg in the bottom of the cup and the person of Miss Tuttle's brother, Sydney. I don't understand how a wonderful girl like Grace can have such a sponge for a brother. Oh well, every rose has its thorn. I'm not gonna let her stick me for any more money. I guess I better stop in pee-bees and get some cigars. Sydney smoked my last one. Hello, Pee-bee. Mr. Jonas, man. I'll be with you in just a moment. It'll take you time. Two dozen aspirin, one and a half gross of bubblegum. What are you doing, Pee-bee? Taking in the jar, Mr. Jonas, man. Five rolls of sterile gauze, two bottles of pancake panacea. These panaceas have been around here for years. What's it good for, Pee-bee? Well, they say it's a nerve medicine, but nobody around here's had nerve enough to try it. Care for two bottles at the price of one? No, thanks, Pee-bee. And I'm afraid I can't wait for you to finish your inventory. How about some cigars in the box of candy? Very well. Calling on Miss Tuttle, I take it. Come to think of it, just give me one cigar. You don't want your usual half dozen? No, since Grace's brother came, I only get to smoke one out of six anyhow. You don't say. Now on, he isn't even going to get a cigar out of me. What a no-account brother. Well, I wouldn't exactly call him no-account. He has accounts all over town. I know. Including Pee-bee's pharmacy. Well, I'm sorry I brought him in here, Pee-bee. He's embarrassed me with all of my friends. Sponging, borrowing, pretending he left his wallet at home. Well, he's a likable fellow, and you can include him in your income tax. What do you mean? Well, you can marry your sister and count him as a deduction. Yes, yes. Here's your one cigar in the candy for Miss Tuttle. Yes, thanks, Pee-bee. Now, what are you taking, Brother Sydney, a ten-dollar bill? Pee-bee, he's borrowed his last dollar from me. Mr. Joe, it's hard to cope with a man who lives by his wits. Well, I can match wits with him. I'll admit he's a smooth operator, but I wasn't back at the barn when they passed out the brains. Where were you? There isn't here. Well, if he wants to borrow anything tonight, I'm the one who left the wallet at home. Hello, Trotmorton. Hello, Grace. Come in. Thank you. Let me take your code. I'll take care of the code. You take the can. Here. Candy? Trotmorton, you brought me candy just last night. Well, as I remember, Sydney ate the box of chocolate-covered cherries. Said he was looking for a caramel center. Sydney loves your candy. Yeah, I can see that. Is he home tonight? He's dressing to go out. Good. Yeah, I mean, nice night for him. But he said he wouldn't think of leaving without seeing you. Uh-oh. Is that you, Trot? Trot. Hello, Sydney. Do you have a cigar? Yes, I have a cigar. Shall I take it into him, Trotmorton? Huh? Oh, yes, well, sure. Take it along. Here you are, Sydney. And I'm afraid it's Trotmorton's last cigar. Oh, isn't he smoking? I'll say I'm smoking. He has my cigar and I haven't even seen him yet. Oh, my favorite brand. Get rocks lighter for me, will you, sis? You already have it. You borrowed it last night. Oh, yes. Oh, here it is. Trotmorton, you and Sydney amuse me. You're just like a couple of fraternity brothers. Oh? You're always borrowing things from each other. There's such a wonderful spirit of give and take between you. I've given about as much as I can take. How do I look? Sydney, how handsome you are. Irresistible, huh? Oh, brother. You know, I haven't seen that tie before. Well, I bought it to give Trot for Christmas, but I like it so well I gave it to myself. Well, thanks for the thought. Sydney has a date with a new girl tonight, Trotmorton. Yes, indeed. Wow. New girl? Sydney has gotten acquainted around town in a hurry. Well, he has you to thank for that, Trotmorton. Yes, I owe Throck a great deal. Say, I didn't get to the bank today. Did you have a loose 10-spot, pal? Sorry, pal. I left my wallet home tonight. What? You're taking my sister out and you don't have any money? Well, we don't have to go anywhere. Well, but Throck, when a fella has a date with a girl, he doesn't dare go out without some money. Imagine going on a date without any money. Well, like Grace said. Oh, I know. You're gonna stay here and spend a cheap evening. Oh, look, there's nothing cheap about me. But you said you didn't have your wallet? I don't have my wallet, but I have some money here in my pocket. See? Oh, thanks. I'll just take the 10. You keep the ones. Trapped again. Good morning, Bertie. Good morning, Miss Gilsley. Waffles are about ready. Hey, you got a room early last night. I heard you when you came in. Oh, yeah. I was disgusted. With Miss Tuttle? That brother of hers. You still getting yourself a Miss Gilsley? Put the bite on you again, huh? For $10. I don't know how he does it. It happens so fast. I don't know why you put up with him, huh? Why were you I quit going to see Miss Tuttle? Leroy, your uncle ain't going to give up the goose just cause her brother takes the golden eggs. Yeah, that's right, Bertie. Miss Tuttle isn't responsible for what her brother does. I'm willing to take the bitter with the sweet. You think she's pretty sweet, huh? Leroy, she's a wonderful girl. I'm not going to let anything come between us. Where's the morning paper? Right here. Here's your hot waffle. It's good. I just blanched through the paper while the parquet is nothing. Yes, sir. Nothing much in the headlines. Buses? Who? No. Miss Gilsley, what you staring at? You look like a sheen of ghosts. Miss Gilsley, can't you get your breath? What's up, honk? Mila's back. Who? Mila Ransom. Mrs. Mila Ransom's in town? He says Mrs. Mila Ransom of Savannah has come north to spend the winter. That sounds like Mrs. Ransom, all right. Paper says she's opened her house. I didn't know that. Well, you haven't been down that street since she left. From this picture, Mila hasn't changed much. Has it got her there in the paper? Right here. My, my, don't she look pretty? Mila always loved those profiabits. Is she going to wear that here in the winter? This picture was taken down in Savannah, no doubt. That woman is really something. What's that she has in her head? A flower bolt? That's a picture hat, Leroy. Lilo always looked great in those. Well, that goes Miss Tuttle. What? Yeah, hello, Mrs. Ransom. Goodbye, Miss Tuttle. Oh, wait a minute. I wouldn't think of giving up Miss Tuttle just because Lila's back. I haven't seen her for years. She's just a memory. She means nothing to me. Okay, let's go, please. Your and Mrs. Ransom were engaged. Whatever feeling I had for Lila is gone. It's over the hill. Water under the bridge. Old hat. Some of the old hats is the best hat. Lila is not for me. She's nothing but a disturbing influence. Yeah. She didn't see fit to let me know she was coming to town and it's just as well. I would have been obligated to call on her. You ain't gonna? Certainly not. You're gonna get me in a tizzy again. Excuse me, Leroy. Where are you going? I just remembered an early appointment downtown. Mr. Guilty, you forgot to eat your waffles. Well, I'll eat it on the way. Fucking on the street munching on waffles. Leroy, your uncle ain't responsible now. He's smelling the magnolias. Lila's house and the way that the office. Even if it is in the wrong direction. No use being a creature of habit going to work the same way every morning. And there's no use being in a hurry. Say, their hedge has grown so tall I can't see if she's home or not. Maybe she isn't. Maybe the newspaper made a mistake. They have. I'd better check and report it. Why don't I part the hedge and peek through? Shudders are open and shades are up. Hey, there's smoke coming out of the chimney. And where there's smoke, there must be fire. I don't see anything to Lila. I wonder if she's changed much. Boo. Whoop. Drop, Mom. Lila, it's you. Yes, it's Lila. George, I'm glad to see you, too. What are you doing peeping through my hedge? Well, I heard you were in town. I was passing by on my way to the office. You mean you were going to pass the little old Lila by? You know, after all, Lila, you didn't let me know you were coming to town. There's no reason why I should come by just to see if you were here. You cute little old boy. Standing out here with my nose is poking through the head. Might come in for just a minute for a little time safe. I'll meet you at the gate. Never mind. I'll just jump the hedge. Oh, this squeaky gate. Yeah, things do get a little rusty. Fences to fix. What do you mean by that? When I came back, I didn't expect to find everything just the way I left it. Come on in. Thank you. Just for a moment. I'm pretty busy these days. You all tell me about your girls. Lila, I'm talking about the water department. I was only teased in, I think. One reason I didn't write you I was coming was because I didn't know what commitments you might have with a girl, I mean. Me? And you know, Lila, I'd never find anything in the world even look at a man who belonged to some other girl. Lila's no trespasser. You wouldn't be trespassing, Lila. I'm not posted. You don't see any no hunting signs on me. Rock my heart and you're just as sporty as ever. Yeah, I guess I am. Look me in the eye now, Troll. Who are you going around with? Zeke. Zeke who? Have another girl? You asked me a question I was looking you in the eye. I asked you if you have another girl. Me? What's Grace got that Lila hasn't got, except a no good brother. Turn in just a moment. You'll never know how quickly you can stir up a batch of biscuits until you use craft oil. Wonderful hot biscuits are on the table before you know it because craft oil blends faster and better with other ingredients. Here's all there is to making tender, fluffy biscuits with craft oil. 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For this new craft oil recipe, write to Craft Kitchens, Craft Foods Company, Chicago 90 Illinois, Craft Kitchens, Craft Foods Company, Chicago 90 Illinois, and tomorrow be sure to get craft oil, the most wonderful oil ever created for baking, frying, and salad dressings. Lighter-bodied craft oil. Let's get back to the great gilded sleeve. He was getting along famously with his new girlfriend Grace Tutto when he received a most severe but not unpleasant shock. Lila Ransom, his old flame flickered into town. By the way, Bertie, Mrs. Ransom asked about you. That's nice. Of course you wasn't going to see Mrs. Ransom. Well. At least that's what you said. You're right, it just happened that... That's just what you said, Mr. Gilded Seed. You're gonna be loyal to Mrs. Tutto. That's just what you said. Bertie, all I did was walk past her house on the way to work this morning. Yes, and at high noon, he still wasn't at the office. Well, Bertie, I couldn't be rude to her. No. After all, she spoke first. Glad you said, Mr. Gilded Seed. Boo. Is that it? Yes. And I bet you booed right back. Leroy. Who did? Leroy, don't be curious. Who's curious? I just want to know who booed who. You see, Bertie, she was on the other side of the hedge. Yeah. Who was on the other side of the hedge? When she said boo. Who said boo? She did. Who's cheating? Who said boo to who? She said boo to him, Leroy. Who's him? Me. Well, I guess that's him down. Mrs. Ransom. Yeah? Because she knows you have another girl? No, Leroy. I don't have another girl. You did this morning. What happened to Mr. Gilded Seed? I've been giving some thought to what you and Bertie said. What did we say? This morning, you gave me some pretty sound advice. We did. You suggested I not put up with Ms. Tuttle's brother. Oh. In fact, we do avoid him. I'll have to stay away from Ms. Tuttle. What a funny excuse for dropping a girl. Watch it, young man. He ain't dropping a Leroy. He's just putting her on the shelf. No, wait a minute. You two make it sound as if I'm just doing this because Leroy Ransom came to town. Yes. But you know I can't even turn around without Ms. Tuttle's brother borrowing money from me. Yes. You know he's always taking advantage of me and my friends. Yes. So the fact that Mrs. Ransom came to town and the day I made this decision has nothing to do with it. No. The box of candy. Something for Ms. Tuttle. You're buying Ms. Tuttle and offer a lot of candy, not that I object to making the sale. You know, this is for a special occasion, Pee Dee. We're breaking up. How's that? I'm calling the whole thing off. This is my swan salt. Well, then, why are you buying a candy? Well, to soften the blow. Well, how about some cream centers if you're going to hit it over the head with it? You know what I mean, Pee Dee? I'm just not going with her anymore. No, I heard Mrs. Ransom is back in town. No, it isn't back. I just can't stand Ms. Tuttle's brother. By the way, give me two boxes of candy. You're breaking up with him, too? This is for another party. As long as I'm going buying Ms. Tuttle's, I may as well stop buying Mrs. Ransom's, too. My, my. But I am through with Sydney. He's boosted off me for the last time. Well, Mr. Gildersleeve, I finally had to clamp down on him here in the store. He pays cash when he comes in here now. Yeah, I know. He gets it for me. Here's the candy. Now, I'd suggest this box for the incoming Mrs. Ransom. It says, surprise, assortment. Good. And this box for the outgoing lady. What does it say? Nuts, chocolate toe. Anything else, Mr. Gildersleeve? Well, before I go break the sad news to Ms. Tuttle, I'd better fortify myself with a sandwich. Give me a Swiss cheese on rye and a cup of coffee. Swiss and Java coming up. Oh, here comes Sydney Tuttle. Well, frog. Hello. Greetings, Mr. Peavey. Oh, Mr. Tuttle. Here's your sandwich, Mr. Gildersleeve. Yeah, thanks, Peavey. Having a bite, frog? Yeah. I think I'll have something to eat, too. Let me have his check, Mr. Peavey. How's that? No, no, no. I'll pay my own check, Sydney. No, frog. If you offered to pay my check, I'd let you. I haven't offered to pay yours. Oh, come on. Let me buy your lunch. Yeah, you insist. But I don't like to be obligated. I tell you what, you buy my lunch and I'll buy yours. It's a deal. Give him Mr. Garnes, a Peavey, and give me his check. Very well. Mr. Gildersleeve's check is for a Swiss on rye, a cup of coffee, and a cigar. Yeah, thank you, Sydney. Don't mention it. If any orders, Peavey, give me his check. Very well. Mr. Peavey, I'll have a dollar and a half turkey plate, pi alamot, and a cup of cigar. What? Say, frog, it just occurred to me, I'm coming out ahead in this exchange. Oh, no, you're not. I'm having a turkey plate for dessert. No wonder why she doesn't come to the door. This is going to break her up. If I don't go through with it, her brother's going to break me. Come in, frog morton. Thank you. Sorry to keep you waiting, but I hadn't finished dressing. You know, you didn't have to dress up for me. This trip. I would have asked you to come another time, but on the phone, you sounded so urgent. Well, this is something that can't wait. Oh, Grace, I believe in putting my cards on the table. Well, that's always a good idea. I don't believe in beating around the bush. The do I know, I'm not one to be me. If there's something bothering me, I come out with it. If there's something in my chest, I come out with it. If I have something to tell a party, I come out with it. That's right, Morton. When is this coming out party? I just want to prepare you. Let's, you know, I don't hem and haul dilly-dally. Just what are you trying to tell me? Grace, I think you're a wonderful girl. One of the best. Thank you. I don't mind saying you'd make a wonderful wife. Are you trying to propose? No, no. Now, I'm just trying to say I may not be seeing you for a while. Well, then, you know the major's in town. The major? That fellow you've got framed on the piano? I was wondering how I'd tell you he's going to be in town for a while. Well, it's nice of you to defer to him. Look, I'm not deferring to anybody. There he is. I think he'll be terribly jealous when he sees you, but I do want you to meet him. Hello? I don't think he'll start anything, but in college he was heavyweight boxing champion and he hasn't forgotten it. He was? His temper worries me sometimes and he's such a huge man. Well, I don't want you to worry. Why don't I just slip out the window? Anything for the boys and the service. I left him such a hurry. I forgot to give Grace her chocolates. Well, I'm glad I didn't now. That brother of hers isn't going to eat his way through another box of my candy. Yeah, what? Oh, hello, Leroy. Who said I'm on my way home, my boy? Oh, I get it. You're heading for Mrs. Ransom. You bet. Yeah, I think I'll go with you. Right? No, Leroy. It would be the polite thing for me to do and you're always telling me. Well, in this case, you could overdo it. Me? Lela and I have many things to talk about. I'm looking forward to an evening alone with her by a nice warm fire. OK, I'll just go in, tip my cap and say, Mrs. Ransom, thanks for coming north for the winter and following out my uncle. Regressfully, but it was worth it to get rid of her brother, Sidney. Every time I called on her, he was in the parlor waiting to pounce on me, smoking my cigars and needing my candy. Yeah, but I like Sidney. He was a nice kind of a bum. Yes, yes. Well, here's where I turn in, Leroy. Hey, Alex, you want me to go in and get some oil from Mrs. Ransom to fix that gate? No, go home. Come along, my boy. I'll give this to you. You burned your bridges. Now you're on the threshold of a new life. You and I can pick up where we left off. Yeah, maybe not there exactly, but I hope she's home. Yeah, I'm back. May I come in? Oh, of course, but I must say I wasn't expecting you. Yeah, well, I know you like surprises. I hope you do, too. All right. So who's smoking cigars? Oh, just a friend who helped me with my suitcase at the depot. Oh, I wonder if you know Mr. Sidney Taddle. Hi, a throt. Just in case you think all salad and cooking oils are alike, let me set you straight. There's one oil that's really different, and that's craft oil. Craft oil is produced by an exclusive craft process called superfiring. This process brings you a lighter-bodied oil, an oil that blends better and faster with other ingredients. Get a bottle of craft oil tomorrow. It's the most wonderful oil ever created for homemade salad dressings, fine baking, and for frying. Remember, craft oil. Last we're alone. I wonder if destiny has anything to do with bringing us together again. If it does, I love destiny. Well, I thought you'd have been married and settled down long ago. Not me. Maybe I've been waiting, not knowing why. 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