Penrod by Booth Tarkington
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"You couldn't get Herman and Verman in your ole show." "No, and I wouldn't want 'em, either!" "Well, what WOULD you have?" insisted Penrod derisively. "You'd have to have SUMPTHING--you couldn't be a show yourself!" "How do YOU know?" This was but meandering while waiting for ideas, and evoked another yell. "You think you could be a show all by yourself?" demanded Penrod. "How do YOU know I couldn't?" Two white boys and two black boys shrieked their scorn of the boaster. "I could, too!" Roderick raised his voice to a sudden howl, obtaining a hearing. "Well, why don't you tell us how?" "Well, _I_ know HOW, all right," said Roderick. "If anybody asks you, you can just tell him I know HOW, all right." "Why, you can't DO anything," Sam began argumentatively. "You talk about being a show all by yourself; what could you try to do? Show us sumpthing you can do." "I didn't say I was going to DO anything," returned the badgered one, |
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