Saturday nights is when they usually give the two, and Saturday nights they cut the prices. This here Bishop wasn’t no boob.
“One good combination,” he says, “is Polly Archer and Cavalier Rusticana . They’re both awful pretty.”
“Oh, I’d love to see them,” says Bessie. “What are they like?”
So he says Polly Archer was a leadin’ lady in a stock company and the leadin’ man and another fella was both stuck on her and she loved one o’ them—I forget which one; whichever wasn’t her husbun’—and they was a place in one o’ their shows where the one that was her husbun’ was supposed to get jealous and stab she and her lover, just actin’, but, instead o’ just pretendin’, this one night he played a joke on them and done the stabbin’ in earnest, and they was both killed. Well, that’d be a good one to see if you happened to be there the night he really kills them; otherwise, it sounds pretty tame. And Bishop also told her about Cavalier Rusticana that means Rural Free Delivery in English, and I didn’t get the plot only that the mail carrier flirts with one