`` She does n't mind Dick 's making an ass of himself , anyway , that 's one consolation , '' I said to Jill . `` She is breaking her heart about it , '' said Jill , `` and that 's your consolation ! '' `` I do n't believe it , '' I said . `` What makes you think so ? '' `` She cries every night , '' said Jill . `` I can tell by the look of her eyes in the morning . '' `` She does n't look half as woebegone over it as you do , '' I said . `` If I had her reason for looking woebegone I would n't look it either , '' said Jill . I asked her to explain her meaning , but she only said that little boys could n't understand those things . Things went on like this for another week . Then they reached -- so Jill says -- a climax . If Jill knows what that means I do n't . But Pinky Carewe was the climax . Pinky 's name is James , but Jill and I always called him Pinky because we could n't bear him . He took to calling at Owlwood and one evening he took Aunt Tommy out driving . Then Jill came to me . `` Something has got to be done , '' she said resolutely . `` I am not going to have Pinky Carewe for an Uncle Tommy and that is all there is about it . You must go straight to Dick and tell him the truth about the New York man . '' I looked at Jill to see if she were in earnest .
When I saw that she was I said , `` I would n't take all the gems of Golconda and go and XXXXX Dick that I 'd been hoaxing him .
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