Authors: Jim Tully
Hot and Cold Daily could be heard telephoning his story.
“I'll still go with you, won't I, Champ?” asked Blinky Miller.
“Sure thing, Blinky,” said Shane.
Turning from the telephone, Daily took Berniece's arm, “Let's all go to the Tavernâthat story'll knock 'em dead.”
“All right,” agreed Shane, “let's go.” Humming,
“Every painted lady
Is some lonely mother's babyâ
But on Broadway
She's a wild, wild rose.”
Daily, still holding Berniece's arm, followed the crowd slowly.
“Brace up, Berniece, it's all in the game. If you win, you lose.”
“I know,” responded Berniece.