“Oh, I don’t know,” said Miss Stokes. “How many are there of you?”
“Only me and Joe.”
“Oh, is that all?” she said, satirically.
Albert was a little nonplussed.
“Isn’t that enough for you?” he asked.
“Too many by half,” blurted out Joe, jeeringly, in a sudden fit of uncouth rudeness that made both the others stare.
“Oh, I’ll stand out of the way, boy, if that’s it,” said Albert to Joe. Then he turned mischievously to Miss Stokes. “He wants to know what M. stands for,” he said, confidentially.
“Monkeys,” she replied, turning to her horses.
“What’s M.S.?” said Albert.
“Monkey-nuts,” she retorted, leading off her team.