Sparrow's Affairs Tue Other Sparrow, wearing a little apron over her house dress made of green moss, was singing as she worked when The Sparrow called "Hiya, Maddening," called The Sparrow, poking his head round the door.
"Hullo, Irresistible," e called back. "How's the wife?"
"I thought we'd agreed not to mention pleasant thing: id The Sparrow.
"I was only asking after her health," said The Other Sparrow. "Are the eggs hatched yet?"
"No," said The Sp: row "I, daresay they'll all be addled by now "Why don't you try to look on the bright you could see her si g on her eggs y week, with the tears after day, week afte rolling down' her beak," said The Sparrow, "you wouldn't feel very bright."
"What's she crying about?" asked The Other Sparrow.
"Breeze up. I expect," said The Sparrow.
he can't get the eggs the shelter, so got to sit there and take it."
s going to have a bad effect on the children," said The Other Sparrow, "all this crying."
"Do you mean they'll all be born nuts?" asked The Sparrow.
"I wouldn't be surprised." said The Other Sparrow.
"I'm going to have a swell time," said The Sparrow, "with a nestful of problem children."
"Have a drink?" said The Other Sparrow.
"TIl have a double," said The Sparrow.
"Atta boy," said The Other Sparrow.
While The Sparrow gulped at his cocktail The Other Sparrow powdered her beak, "What's the idea of the apron?" asked The Sparrow.
"Working," said The Other Sparrow.
"At what?" asked the Sparrow.
"Housework and war work," said The Other Sparrow.
"What kind war work?" asked The Sparrow The Other Sparrow pointed to a little of matchsticks and bits of paper in the corner of the nest.
"Collecting for the Government, she said.
"Atta girl," said The Sparrow. holding out his glass to be filled.
"Boy, you sure are a glutton for alcohol," said The Other Sparrow.
'I'm depressed," said The Sparrow.
"Why don't you join something," asked The Other Sparfow, "and get it off your mind?"
"To hell with joining things," said The Sparrow "Well, what do you want to do?" asked The her Sparrow.
Dance," said The Sparrow.
Just a middle-aged playboy," said The Other ing on the gramophone. age didn't matter," said The Sparrow.
know what it is about you," said The putting a claw round her waist and lea'
is beak on her shoulder, "you're dif-mellow. You don't have any eggs to sit on. m a smart girl," said The Other Sparrow.
ure a gorgeous, scrumptious, cuddlesome, maddening girl," said The Sparro
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