"You better go back to sleep. He runs over there--every minute
she'll let him, I suppose. Go back to bed. There's nothin' in it."
"WHY ain't there?" she urged. "I know better--there is, too! You
wait and see. There's just one thing in the world that'll wake the
sleepiest young man alive up--yes, and make him JUMP up--and I don't
care who he is or how sound asleep it looks like he is. That's when
he takes it into his head to pick out some girl and settle down and
have a home and chuldern of his own. THEN, I guess, he'll go out
after the money! You'll see. I've known dozens o' cases, and so've
you--moony, no-'count young men, all notions and talk, goin' to be
ministers, maybe or something; and there's just this one thing takes
it out of 'em and brings 'em right down to business. Well, I never
could make out just what it is Bibbs wants to be, really; doesn't seem
he wants to be a minister exactly--he's so far-away you can't tell,
and he never SAYS--but I know this is goin' to get him right down to
common sense. Now, I don't say that Bibbs has got the idea in his
head yet--'r else he wouldn't be talkin' that fool-talk about nine
dollars a week bein' good enough for him to live on.
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