“Marasi says you’re courtin’ another girl.” “. . . I am.” Wayne nodded. “Now, I don’t want to go wrong, seein’ as I’m being so gentlemanly and grown-up and the like. But you can’t blame a man for gettin’ ideas when hearing something such as that. So . . . I don’t suppose that there’s a chance for the three of us to—” “Wayne.” “I don’t mind none if she’s fat, Ranette. I likes a girl what has something to hold on to.”
