“Well, what do you think of it?” asked the Donkey, putting down the lute.
“Very nice, sir,” answered Buddie, enthusiastically; though she added to herself: “The idea of saying ‘sir’ to an animal! Would you please tell me your name?” she requested.
The Donkey pawed open a saddle-bag, drew forth with his teeth a card, and presented it to Buddie, who spelled out the following:
PROFESSOR BRAY
TENORE BARITONALE
TEACHER OF SINGING ALL METHODS
CONCERTS AND RECITALS
While Buddie was reading this the Donkey again picked up his instrument and thrummed the strings.
“Did you ever see a donkey play a lute?” said he. “That’s an old saw,” he added.
“I never saw a donkey before,” said Buddie.
“You haven’t traveled much,” said the other. “The world is full of them.”
“This is the farthest I’ve ever been from home,” confessed Buddie, feeling very insignificant indeed.
