"Tell me how the tenderfoot walked up and kicked Butch out of the place." "Somebody been tellin' you ?" "No; I just been readin' the mind of Eldara." "It was a nice play, though.

This Bard--we found out later that was his name--walks in, takes a table, and not being served none too quick, he walks over and slips a nickel in the slot of the piano.

Out she starts with a piece of rippin' ragtime--you know how loud it plays?
Butch, he kept on talkin' for a minute, but couldn't hear himself think.

Finally he bellers: 'Who turned that damned tin-pan loose ?' "This Bard walks up and bows.

He says: 'Sir, I came here to find food, and since I can't get service, I'll take music as a substitute.' "Them was the words he used, Steve, honest to God.