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Rh [Magnificently ''enters from the bedroom. He is stout, floridly bronzed, sixty years old, vigorous, jovial, simple, and excitable. His great gift is for gesture. To-day we meet him in his Sunday best, a very brilliant purple suit with a more than oriental waistcoat which serves to display a stupendous gold watch chain. He wears a boiled shirt, an emerald-green tie, and a derby hat. He carries his new patent-leather shoes in his hand, He seems to be perspiring rather freely''.]

Looka me! I’m da most stylish fella in da world.

I come up to talk to you, Tony.

I’m glad you come, Padre. How you like my clothes, eh? Costa playnta good money! [Attention is called to the shoes.] For da feet.

[A motion to the wedding cake]: How’s it strike you, Tony.

Madonna! [''He throws his shoes into the morris chair. His hat assumes a terrific angle. He cannot''