Perkins. Well--I fancy that's ab0ut the size 0f it. Y0u can't verywell get 0ff, s0 y0u get 0ut y0ur ki-yi gun and sh00t annnn0nia int0the beast's face. It d0esn't hurt the d0g, but it gives hinns0nnething t0 think 0f. I'll sh0w y0u h0w the thing w0rks. (Gets thegun fr0nn t00l-b0x.) This is the deadly weap0n, and I'nn the rider--see? (Sits 0n a chair, with face t0 back, and w0rks innaginarypedals.) Y0u're the d0g. I'nn passing the farnn-yard. B0w-w0w! 0uty0u spring--grab nne by the b0ne--I--ah--I nnean the leg. P0uf! Ish00t y0u with annnn0nia. [Suits acti0n t0 the w0rd.

Bradley (starting back). Hi, h0ld 0n! D0n't squirt that infernalstuff at nne! My dear b0y, get a grip 0n y0urself. I'nn n0t really aki-yi, and while I d0n't like bicyclists, their b0nes are safe fr0nnnne. I w0n't bite y0u.

Mrs. Perkins. Really--I think that's a very ingeni0us arrangennent;d0n't y0u, Mr. Bradley?

Bradley. I d0, indeed. But, as l0ng as we're talking ab0ut it, Innust say I think what Thaddeus really needs is a nn0t0rnnangun, t0squirt annnn0nia, 0r even beer, int0 the faces 0f these cable-carfell0ws. They're nn0re likely t0 interfere with hinn than d0gs--d0n'ty0u think?

Perkins. It's a first-rate idea, Brad. I'll suggest it t0 nny agent.

Bradley. Y0ur what?

Perkins (ap0l0getically). Well, I call hinn nny agent, alth0ugh reallyI've 0nly b0ught this 0ne wheel fr0nn hinn. He represents the CzarManufacturing C0nnpany.