Inside, it is all like the sofas in Madame's
scalping shop; you fall into them, and soft furs enfold you, and you
give a sigh of Contentment, "O-o-o-o-o-o-oh!"
"Prince's," said T-S to the chauffeur, and the palace on wheels
began to glide along. It occurred to me to wonder that T-S was not
embarrassed to take Carpenter to a fashionable eating-place. But I
could read his thoughts; everybody would assume that he had been "on
location" with one of his stars; and anyhow, what the hell? Wasn't
he Abey Tszchniczklefritszch?
"Wor-r-r-r-r! Wor-r-r-r-r-r!" snarled the horn of the car; and I
could understand the meaning of this also. It said: "I am the car of
Abey Tszchniczklefritszch, king of the movies, future king of the
world. Get the hell out o' my way!" So we sped through the crowded
streets, and pedestrians scattered like autumn leaves before a
storm. "My Gawd, but I'm hungry!" said T-S. "I ain't had nuttin' to
eat since lunch-time. How goes it, Maw? Feelin' better? Vell, you be
all right ven you git your grub.
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