"He's running avay! Call der fire engines and der hoss-pistol vagons!" bawled Dave, and made a movement as if on a runaway coach. Then, as the table settled with a final crash, he whispered to Plum: "Make believe stop the horse and quarrel over it." Then he leaped forward, caught an imaginary horse by the tail and struggled to hold back. Gus was equally quick-witted and leaped to the head of the same imaginary horse and stretched up and down, as if he had hold of the bridle. Then the two boys backed and "shied" all over the stage, overturning the second chair, at which Dave yelled, "Dere goes dot peanut stand alretty!" Then of a sudden the two young actors faced each other.
"Wot's de mattah wid you? Da ain't no hoss heah!"
"Yah, dot's so—he runt avay alretty!"
"Yo' is a fine footman, getting scared at a hoss wot ain't no hoss."
"Vell, of he vosn't no hoss vy you cotch him py der headt, hey?"
"Dat's because yo' was a fool an' I had to follow yo'—— I mean at yo'——"
"I know vot you mean. You mean you vos der fool und der hoss——"
"Look heah now, Mr. Dutchy, I wants yo' to understand dat I ain't no fool."
"Vell, Mr. Vight, I dake your vord for dot, hey? Now, vot you do ven you vos a putler, hey?"