In such directions, Aggie was the leader, an eager, joyous one always.
"Why, he copped the copper's kale," Aggie translated, glibly.
For that reason, Aggie Lynch was not actively offensive, as were most of the others.
"But I can't see——" Aggie began to argue with the petulance of a spoiled child.
Again, Aggie studied him with a swift glance of interrogation.
Aggie exclaimed, insolently, and made a face at the officer.
But Aggie was not one to be ignored under any circumstances.
Aggie demanded, with that slangy diction which was her habit.
"Oh, I'm wise—I'm wise," Aggie nodded, as she hurried out toward her bedroom.
"It's all right, Fannie," Aggie said hastily to the flustered maid.