"I don't solve the riddle."
"He has got three dress suits in his trunk."
"Phew! He'll leave us in the shade entirely. Say, Hans, have you got any patent leathers?"
"Yah, I got two pairs of batent-leather shoes."
"Hope you brought your pumps," put in Sam, who had come up.
"Bumps?" queried Hans, with a puzzled look. "Vy I pring me a bump? Does der poat leak?"
"Well, that's the limit!" roared Dick.
"Sam means your dancing pumps?" said Fred. "You mustn't forget them, you know—not if you want to be a really and truly society man."
"I got a pair of slippers for dot," answered Hans. "How many dress suits you vos dake along, hey?"
"Oh, about seven," answered Tom, carelessly.