"What you take me for?
I could go get that horn this minute if I wanted to." "A real one--honest ?" "Well, didn't I say it was a real one ?" "Like in the BAND ?" "I said so, didn't I ?" "I guess you mean one of those little ones," said Penrod.
"No, sir!" Roddy insisted stoutly; "it's a big one! It winds around in a big circle that would go all the way around a pretty fat man." "What store is it in ?" "It's not in any store," said Roddy.

"It's at my Uncle Ethelbert's.

He's got this horn and three or four pianos and a couple o' harps and--" "Does he keep a music store ?" "No.

These harps and pianos and all such are old ones--awful old." "Oh," said Sam, "he runs a second-hand store!" "He does not!" Master Bitts returned angrily.

"He doesn't do anything.
He's just got 'em.