Especially if he's human. The little two-headed boy
we had was about the best of the lot, only he was double faced. He's with
Barnum's now-fifty a week and overtime."
"I don't see why you want to be a _what-is-it,_" I told him; "especially
if they don't treat you right."
He just went on smoking, awful funny, kind of. Jiminy, I couldn't make him
out at all.
He said, "Now you take Teddy Roosevelt, the elephant. He's what you'd call
a big attraction-very big. Do you suppose he'd refuse to pal with me just
because I'm a poor, neglected _what-is-it?_ Only this morning we had a bag
of peanuts together; he and I and little Ruth. He's just as plain and
democratic as he can be. But you see my position isn't easy. I'm human and
yet I'm not. I don't know where I fit in. The animals are kind of leery;
you can't blame them. And the freaks are as stuck up as poor old Marshal
Foch was. Sometimes I wish I was back in the jungle."
Jingoes, I didn't know how to take him at all, and I could see Dorry was
just staring at him as if he "didn't know whether he was jollying us or
not.
"Anyway, we have to be sorry for you," I said.
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