"I know where there is one, jus' the same!"
"Where?" Sube was in earnest now.
"My dad says Charley Burton used to have one, and it must be up in his mother's attic now!"
Sube's face lengthened. "Gee! That's hard luck! Ol' lady Burton wouldn't give me a crumb if I was starvin', nor you neither. She thinks we killed that ol' cat of hers."
"Couldn't we get somebody else to ask her for it? Biscuit or somebody?"
"Who'd he tell her it was for?"
"Oh, a Sunday School entertainment or something."
"They don't use drums in Sunday School."
"Then he could tell her it was for a school doin's!"
The two boys looked at each other for a moment, then Sube turned and darted out of the barn. "Be back in a minute!" he shouted as he started for the house.