money enough to get away. I think I might possibly earn my keep
bossing coolies too. And the pulque down there helps you to forget
your troubles."

"Torchy," says Mr. Robert, "ask Barney to call a cab."

"And, by the way," Bunny is sayin' as I come back, "you might chuck in
a business suit and a few white flannels into a grip, Bob. You
wouldn't want me to arrive in South America dressed like this, would
you?"

"Very well," says Mr. Robert. "But what I'm most concerned about is
that you do arrive there."


"But how do you know, Mr. Robert," says I next mornin', "that he will?"

"Because I locked him in his stateroom myself," says he, "and bribed a
steward not to let him out until he could see Barnegat light over the
stern."

"Gee!" says I. "That's one way of losin' a better days' proposition.
And in case any others like him turns up, Mr. Robert, have you got any
more old dress suits?"

"If I have," says he, "I shall burn them."