"
"Excuse me while I blush," I said. I just couldn't help saying it.
"He is known as Roy the Leopard Catcher," Harry said. "In the wilds of
Catskill village he is known by the natives as Skeezeks-Skeezeks the Bold.
Allow me to introduce him." Then he grabbed me by the hair and shoved me
right out in front. Then he said, "Like all true heroes, he is modest. But
perhaps you will wish to see Marshal Foch. We shall be sorry to part with
him."
Then they all followed Mr. Costello and Harry to the barn. Mr. Costello
walked as if the whole world was looking at him. He looked awful
funny, all dressed up that way in the country. I bet he was hot. I didn't
go, because I wanted to look at that cage wagon. It had gold mermaids on
the corners of it, and oh boy, wasn't it fancy. The mermaids' tails went
all along the sides. Inside there was hay on the floor. I bet it was fun
for Dorry, riding on that thing. Every time the white horses stamped the
bells would jingle afterward Harry said it sounded like a junk wagon, but
_I_ liked them anyway.
I wished I was the man to ride inside of that cage with Marshal Foch.
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