"Well, wad are you?"
Jake thumped his hairy chest proudly.
"I'm a griller," he explained.
"Oh," said Mr. Epps, satisfied. "A griller. Of course! Is it hard work?"
"Work?" cried Jake. "Say, this ain't my real skin. It's a 'sguise."
"Oh," said Mr. Epps. "So you're 'sguised? Wad did you do?"
"Careful, Jake," the organ grinder or pirate warned. "He may be a revnoo officer."
The gorilla turned on him angrily.
"Lookahere, Ed Peterson, how dare you pass remarks like that about my ole friend, Mr. —— What is your name, anyhow? Of course he ain't no revnofficer? Are you?"
"I'll fight anybody who says I am," declared Tidbury Epps, glaring fiercely around at the empty chairs and tables.