"Honest?"
"Sure."
"Who is it?"
"Maude Adams."
"You don't say so!"
"Fact."
"It isn't signed, Lovely—it can't be?"
"It is."
"Cracky! That is a prize. Maude Adams! Think of it! What will the Waladoo Bird say?"
The Gutter Pup gazed reverently at the priceless photograph and said in a breath: