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From the kitchen came an unmistakeable odor of cheese. Ebenezer Wopp was having a slight snack before retiring. With the back of his nervous hand he was wiping from the corners of his mouth the telltale crumbs.,“Shade of Beelzebub! Where did you spring from?” shouted the astonished man.,“Come, come! We can’t be cremated while we wait. Mush!”,“O mother, how can there be joy if life is all work and never any fun?” He took her hand and pressed it against his cheek.,Guinea pigs, pigeons, and other and larger live stock, normal or otherwise, masqueraded as marvellous creatures from foreign lands.,Several others were summoned and returned with remarkable reports. At last two high-pitched little voices called in concert down the[160] stair: “The Royal Seeress will rend the veil of futurity for William Bennett.”,In the blessin’s of to-day,,“Well, the lack of Buzz shall not damage your show; I’ll go,” Mrs. Lancaster yielded.,“O, Dadsie,” was the reply, “this is recital afternoon, you know.”,“Warsh yer ban’s, Mosey, an’ Par, an’ come on, Mar, here’s yer tea an’ crackers. Wisht I hed a piece of jelly-roll.”,Pat Bliggin’s mind was undoubtedly wandering, so a drastic question was in order.,“Yer a reglar Mis’ Barnum,” he praised. Whereupon the enterprising program-maker began to devise new and more wonderful side-shows for her admirer..