"Yes, dear--Harry will like your new apartment--you ain't kidding me, I'm wise--and what's more, I'm staying here myself tonight with a boy friend--that is, if I can pick up one that is young enough to come without his wheel chair." "All right--let's get started--wait till I put the patch on the bum eye." "If anybody asks you how you got the eye, what are you going to tell them?" "Tell them the truth--they won't believe it anyhow." "I never thought of that before, and the way I've worried over trying to think up a grand lie to tell someone when, if you were to tell the truth it would be just as good, because they would never believe it, anyhow. That is a new idea, and I won't have to think so much now--Hooray--let us drink--Oh, damn it--there ain't no more whiskey." "Never mind, dear, we will soon be in Juarez," said Pearl, as she pulled the hat down over the patch on her eye. "The way you have that hat on, you would hardly notice that eye," remarked Evelyn, as she arranged her dress. "Don't you worry, that herd of hawk-eyed whores will see it long before I get there. Any time some woman's man socks her in the eye, it travels by mental telepathy--not that they have any mental capacity, but even the most lowly animal has instinct--therefore they would know it." "Oh, sister, thou speaketh the truth--thou wilt be blessed," said Evelyn, lifting her hands to Heaven, "Come, Juarez calleth." They boarded the Juarez-bound car, and as the car stopped for the Customs and Immigration officials of Mexico to get on, more than usual boarded the car, questioning everybody as to their reason for going over the border,--the extra questioning was because of the revolution having started. "For what reason, Senorita, are you going to Juarez tonight?" one of the men asked Pearl. "I'm going over to see a friend on business," answered Pearl. "What manner of business, Senorita?" "About a job he promised me." "And you, Senorita Evelyn, why are you going over tonight?" "Well--to be damn truthful, Senor, I'm going over for a drink," answered Evelyn. "That is a very good reason, Senorita--Gratias!" The men moved slowly through the car, going through every bundle and package, regardless of size, whether it be large or small, making men stand up, and feeling them over for firearms, finally leaving the car to ramble its way on to town. "My Heavens, they are particular tonight," said Pearl. "They will be that way until the war is over, and what good it does, I don't know," answered Evelyn. Juarez, since the reports of the war, and the warning for Americans to stay on their own side, there were twice as many people in the bars as there usually were at this hour of the evening. They stayed on the car until they arrived at the Lobby No. 2, where they got off the car, with Pearl holding her head down so that no one might see the black eye. "I wonder what Harry will say when he sees my shiner?" "Black eyes are nothing new to Harry."