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Among them were some school boys, and one of them, a red-headed lad, was telling his brother all about it. "Now, Ozzie B., this is a monkey the furst you've ever seed. He looks jes' like I told you sorter like a man an' sorter like a nigger an' sorter like a groun' hog." "The pretties' thing I ever seed," said Ozzie B., walking around and staring delightedly. The crowd grew larger.
At the same moment Mrs. Prohack entered the room. "Oh!" cried she, affecting to be surprised at the presence of Ozzie. "Wife!" said Mr. Prohack, "Mr. Oswald Morfey has done you the honour to solicit the hand of your daughter in marriage. You are staggered! "How ridiculous you are, Arthur!" said Mrs. Prohack, and impulsively kissed Ozzie.
"You see," said Ozzie, "my old man owns a controlling interest in the Eagle Company. That's how I happen to know." "I see," murmured Mr. Prohack, speculating wildly in private as to the identity of Ozzie's old man. When Ozzie with a nod and a smile and a re-fixing of his monocle left the cubicle to enter the studio, he left Mr.
Ozzie half rose out of his chair. "Or do you love her? The two things are very different." "I beg your pardon, sir. I hadn't quite grasped," said Ozzie apologetically, subsiding. "I quite see what you mean. I'm both." "You are a wonder!" Mr. Prohack murmured. "Anyway, sir, I'm glad you don't object to our engagement." "My dear Oswald," said Mr. Prohack in a new tone.
Then here comes Bonaparte round an' round an' skeered mighty nigh to the runnin' point. So then sczit! It wus enough." Ozzie B. shuddered: "You run a terrible risk doin' that. They'd have killed you if they'd seen it, Jud an' Billy. An' all yo' money up too." "Of course," said his brother, "but Ozzie B., when you bluff, bluff bold; when you bet, bet big; when you steal, steal straight."
Ozzie B. shook his head. Then he looked up at the sun high above the trees. He sprang up from the log, pale and scared. "Archie B. Archie B., jes' look at the sun! It must be 'leven o'clock an an think what we'll ketch for bein' late at school. Oh, but I clean forgot oh " He started off trembling. "Hold on, hold on!" said his brother running and catching Ozzie B. in the coat collar.
"But that's Charlie down there!" exclaimed Eve, suddenly, pointing to the stalls and then looking behind her to see if there was not another Charlie in the box. "Yes," Ozzie agreed. "Lady Massulam had an extra stall, and as five's a bit of a crowd in this box.... I thought he'd told you." "He had not," said Eve.
On the afternoon of the reception, which was timed to begin at 9 p.m., he had an attack of fright, but, by a process well known to public executants, it passed off long before it could develop into stage-fright; and he was quite at ease at 9 p.m. The first arrivals came at nine thirty. Go and amuse yourself." He didn't stay. Ozzie Morfey and Sissie supplanted him.
The front-door was open, disclosing the reassuring fact that the hall and staircase were at any rate carpeted. Mr. Prohack rang the bell attached to Ozzie's name, waited, rang again, waited, and then marched upstairs. Perhaps Ozzie was shaving. Not being accustomed to the organisation of tenements in fashionable quarters, Mr.
"Put on yo' coat, my son," said the Deacon gently. "Patsy, fetch him in the hot waffles an' syrup the lad 'pears to be a leetle tired," said his mother. "How many whippings did you git, Archie B.?" whispered his brother as Archie B., after entertaining the family for an hour, all about the great fight, crawled into bed: "I got three," went on Ozzie B. "Triggers fust, then paw, then maw."
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