“Speak loud, Shadow!”
“Give us all the details.”
“Tell us the story about the old man and the elephant.”
“No, give us that about the old maid and the mouse.”
“Let us hear about the fellow who was shipwrecked on the Rocky Mountains.”
“Or about how the fellow who couldn’t swim fell into a flour barrel.”
“Say, what do you take me for?” roared Shadow. “I don’t know any story about the Rocky Mountains, or a flour barrel either. If you want to hear––”
“Sure we do!”
“That’s the very yarn we’ve been waiting for!”
“Say, Shadow, won’t you please tell it into a phonograph, so I can grind it out to my grandfather when I get home?”