awfully sick, you know. I had to take her to the mountains."
"Is that so?"
"Yeh, I thought there for a while that I was going to lose her."
"You don't say."
"It was pretty bad, all right, but we've got her around pretty well now."
"I often wondered about her. Never saw her around or anything. I figured you moved out of the neighborhood."
"Oh, no. You can't lose us. We're like the bad pennies that always turn up."
"I asked Marty here a couple of times if he thought we'd done anything you folks didn't like. You know, some folks are strange. I thought maybe you got a tough piece of meat once or something. You know accidents can happen, and some folks don't know they're accidents."
"Oh, no. Nothing like that. Say, I always said you carried the best line of meat I ever ate and that the service here was good, too."
"Well, I'm glad to hear you say that, Mr. Cory. I don't like to lose a good customer."
"Don't worry. You haven't lost us. It's only that we were away and when we got back I wouldn't let my wife do any cooking or housework. You know how those things are. But I'm pretty tired of restaurants now, and so is she. I guess you'll be getting a ring from us some day next week asking you to send over a good thick steak."
