"This is a story about a dog I saw to-day on Pennsylvania Avenue."
"What was his name?"
"I didn't hear his name."
"Was it Rover?"
"I don't know."
"Do you think it was Carlo?"
"I told you I didn't know his name."
"Well, I never knew any people told stories they didn't know," commented his auditor.
Thus chastened at the outset, Richard lost that confidence which is the prime essential to success in the gentle art of story-telling. He proceeded a little doubtfully.
"This morning, Philip, as I was getting on a car—"