“Bully for you! Will we sit together?”
“I can’t very well. I shall be on the stage.”
“What!” exclaimed Patsy.
“Do you see that name?” asked Ben, pointing to the poster.
“Are you goin’ to act?” inquired Patsy, awe-stricken.
“Yes.”
“How did you get the chance?”
“The manager hired me. The boy who was to act didn’t show up.”
“I didn’t know you was smart enough to act,” said Patsy, eyeing Ben curiously.
“I don’t know whether I am or not, but I am going to try.”