“Kissmegood-by，Mac，“shesaid，puttingherarmsaroundhisneck。“YouDOlovemealittleyet，don’tyou，Mac？We’llbehappyagainsomeday。Thisishardtimesnow，butwe’llpullout。You’llfindsomethingtodoprettysoon。“
“Iguessso，“growledMcTeague，allowinghertokisshim。
Thecanarywasstirringnimblyinitscage，andjustnowbrokeoutintoashrilltrilling，itslittlethroatbulgingandquivering。Thedentiststaredatit。“Say，“heremarkedslowly，“IthinkI’lltakethatbirdofminealong。“
“Sellit？“inquiredTrina。
“Yes，yes，sellit。“