"How you got a right to ?" "Because you can't prove what you said." "Well," said Roddy, "you'd be just as much of one if you can't prove what I said WASN'T true." "No, sir! You either got to prove it or be a liar.

Isn't that so, Penrod.
"Yes, sir," Penrod ruled, with a little importance, "that's the way it is, Roddy." "Well, then," said Roddy, "come on over to my Uncle Ethelbert's, and I'll show you!" "No," said Sam.

"I wouldn't walk over there just to find out sumpthing I already know isn't so.

Outside of a music store there isn't anybody in the world got forty-one guitars! I've heard lots o' people TALK, but I never heard such a big l--" "You shut up!" shouted Roddy.

"You ole--" Penrod interposed.
"Why'n't you show us the horn, Roddy ?" he asked.