We admitted it.
"How did you like it?"
We informed her.
"What did you eat—Mercerized hay?"
"No; mostly Nuttolene."
She sighed. Then:
"What town are you making next?" she asked.
"Kalamazoo," I said.
"Oh, Ka'zoo, eh? What line are you gen'l'men travelling in?"
"I'm a writer," I replied, "and my friend here is an artist. We're going around the country gathering material for a book."