"Poor fool," said my brother-in-law. "For the trumpet notes, to which it has just been your privilege to listen, there is a great future. In short, my voice is futurist. The moment they hear it, the few who have paid for their seats will realize what the box-office will say when they demand the return of their money."
"And those who have not paid?" said I.
"Oh, they will understand why they were given tickets."
"Suppose you write that letter," said Daphne wearily.
I bent over the writing-block.
"You know," said Berry, "I don't think this bath's at all necessary."
At this there was a great uproar. At length:
"Besides," said my sister, "we all decided that we must have another bath ages ago. The only question there's ever been was where to put it."
"Of course," said I. "If we don't, where are we going to dip the sheep?"
"Well, I think it's a shame to pull the old place about like this. If we're so awfully dirty, we'd better find another house that's got four bathrooms already, and sell White Ladies."