He had to be told. Soon he might find out for himself, and then it would be worse.
"Eddie, let me take the baby. He's—he's dribbling on the sleeve of your new blue suit!"
Eddie looked at her with the narrowed gaze that she knew so well. "Dribbling, huh?" he said. "Do you think that's anything? Say, I'm wet clear through, and I ain't kicking, am I? Shut up!"
