he spotted an older man , his beard shot through with white , roll up his rug and walk slowly over to the lines of shoes . this time he did n't correct her . you 're the woman who can handle a locker room full of men with a shrill whistle . not if i see you first , thought myrtle . when you told dad what youd done , he laughed so hard he didnt even care when you told him how much the damage would cost . 