But when the strings were pulled, one after another, and the arms and
legs and head of the funny fellow twisted and turned and jerked, the
two office boys and the typewriter girl laughed. And the Clown himself
was glad, for he felt that he was not broken.

"If the Boss comes in and finds you playing with that Clown you'll
catch it," said the girl to the first office boy, after a while.

"I guess I'd better put him back on the desk. I'm going out to get my
dinner pretty soon," the boy said.

And a little later, while the girl was in an outer office looking over
some papers and while the Man was still at his lunch and while the
office boy was out getting something to eat, the Calico Clown was left
alone with the Ink-Well Dwarf.

"How do you do?" politely asked the Clown.

[Illustration: Calico Clown Has a Chat With Ink-Well Dwarf.]

"Very well, thank you," answered the Dwarf. "And how are you? Where
did you come from? Are you going to work here?"

"I never work!" exclaimed the Clown. "I am only to make jolly fun and
laughter."

"Then this is no place for you," went on the Dwarf. "This is an
office, and we must all work, though I must admit that those boys seem
to get as much fun out of it as any one. They're always skylarking,