"Please let me have the towel, now....

Well! Milt Dale, you're laughing!" "Ex-cuse me, Bo.

I--Haw! haw! haw!" Then Dale lurched off, holding his sides.
Bo gazed after him and then back at Helen.
"I suppose if I'd been kicked and smashed and killed you'd laugh," she said.

And then she melted.

"Oh, my pretty riding-suit! What a mess! I must be a sight....