11 A.M.
`` Just think , Torchy , '' says Vee , sort of snugglin ' up . `` If it had n't been for you ! '' `` That 's my aim in life , '' says I -- `` to prove I 'm needed in the fam ` ly . '' I expect you 'll admit that when Mr. Robert slides out at 11 A.M. and do n't show up again until after three he 's stretchin ' the lunch hour a bit . But , whatever other failin 's I may have , I believe in bein ' easy with the boss . So , when he breezes into the private office in the middle of the afternoon , I just gives him the grin , friendly and indulgent like . `` Well , Torchy , '' he calls over to me , `` have I missed anyone ? ''