"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, PHRONSIE, SITTING DOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STAIRS?"
FIVE-O'CLOCK TEA
"BUT THIS IS TEN DOLLARS," SAID JOEL
"ON, LARRY," SAID MISS TAYLOR GENTLY, BENDING OVER HIM
"YES, SIR," CALLED JOEL BACK, FROM THE ALCOVE
THE UNLUCKY OAR WAS SEIZED BY THE TRIUMPHANT CREW
"I USED TO PLAY WITH IT," SHE SAID SOFTLY
HE STOOD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LITTLE SHOP