He was a regular dude.

He stepped up to Miss Green on his hind legs, and helped her on to a pony's back.

The pony galloped off the stage; then a crowd of monkeys, chattering and wringing their hands, came on.

Mr.Smith had run away with their child.
They were all dressed up, too.

There were the father and mother, with gray wigs and black clothes, and the young Greens in bibs and tuckers.
They were a queer-looking crowd.