"Right, very, very right!"
"Give him nice collar, nice tuft on da tail, nice tuft on da feet."
"Right the second time!"
"I clip him up, eh?" said the barber hopefully.
"Why not?" said McNab, looking into the depth of Buck Waters's eyes.
"Why not, Beecher?" said Waters, giving him the name of the President of the College Y. M. C. A.
"I think it an excellent suggestion, Jonathan Edwards," said McNab instantly.
With considerable strategic coaxing, the dog was enticed into the shop, where to their surprise he became immediately docile.
"You see he lika da clip," said the barber enthusiastically, preparing a table.