“He is an idiot.”
“Is he?” queried the man who had captured Ike.
“Yes.”
“He is the smartest idiot you ever struck;” and addressing Ike the man continued:
“So you chased a cat in here?”
“Yes.”
“How did the cat get in?”
Ike proved as keen-witted as the man who was questioning him.
“I don’t know,” was the answer.
“How did you know he was in here, my lad?”