And we agreed that we would.
"That's all very well for that part of the business," said Jimmy the Rhymer; "but there's something else we ought to talk over and agree upon, which we can't ask Jack about."
"What's that?"
"I mean," said Jimmy, "our own demonstration. Of course we're not going to stand by and see Jack-in-the-Box married and disposed of without doing something to show our friendship for him."
"They won't receive any presents," said Holman.
"And I think all the flowers there need be will be provided by somebody else," said Phaeton.
"Then," said Jimmy, "there is but one thing left for us."
"What's that?"
"Old shoes."
"Old shoes?"