"'That's the dope!' I hollers. I has to yell 'cause the ole hound is
makin' a fierce racket on the machine.
"'I feel like a monkey on a stick,' she hollers back, but she don't
look like one. Her hair's shook loose, her eyes is shinin', 'n' them
dimples of her's is the life of the party.
"'So long, professor,' she says to me when she's goin'. 'Much obliged
for the lesson. Our act will be a scream.'
"Not long after that they moves the dingus over to the theater, 'n'
Banks tells me to bring the hosses over at three o'clock the next day.
I'm there to the minute, but nobody shows up 'n' I stands out in front
with the dogs fur what seems like a week. All of a sudden a tall pale
guy, who ain't got no coat on, comes bustin' out of the entrance.
"'Where in hell and damnation have you been with these skates?' he
says. His hair is stickin' up on end 'n' he's got a wild look in his
eye.
"'Batty as a barn,' I says to myself, 'n' gets behind Edwin Booth.
"'Speak up!' says the pale guy. 'Before I do murder!' I looks up 'n'
down the street--not a cop in sight.
"'I'm a gone fawn skin,' I says to myself, but I thinks I'll try to
soothe him till help comes.
"'That's all right, pal, that's all right,' I says to him. 'These
pretty hosses are in a show. Did you ever see a show? I seen a show
once that--'
"'My poor boy,' he says, breakin' in. 'I didn't know! What got into
Banks?' he says, sort-a to hisself. 'Try and remember,' he says to me,
'weren't you told to bring these pretty horses here at three o'clock?'
"That puts me jerry, 'n' I sure am sore when I thinks how he gets my
goat.
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