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"How high do you think I should go?" he asked of his friend and advisor

"That depends on how badly you want them"

"They suitaround 500, but you ht venture a little more, since you like theoodness, but I hope I'm not outbid! You wouldn't believe how nervous I aitated"

The statement was unnecessary, since Canby could see Wallie's knees tre breeches

"Howhorses?" asked the auctioneer, ingratiatingly

Wallie, who had not such a case of stage-fright since he first sang in public "Oh, that ere Maying," bid instantly: "Two hundred dollars!" His voice sounded like the squeak in a telephone receiver

The auctioneer cupped his hand behind his ear and leaned forward: "What?"

The incredulity in his tone prompted Wallie to raise the bid to two hundred and twenty-five when he repeated it

The auctioneer struck his forehead with his clenched fist and staggered back dra: "A the spectators

"Two hundred and fifty!" The bid ca person as known as a kind of veterinary occasionally eed him

"That's more like it, but still an insult to these noble brutes I' Who says three and a quarter?"

"And a quarter!" caentlemen, what ails you?" He looked at the "bone and sinew of the nation," who prodded each other

"Three hundred and fifty," Wallie responded

"Three-fifty! Boost her faster, gentle! Am I offered four hundred?"