to
one another, without getting down to business."

"I'll get him," offered Paul, hurrying off toward the swinging doors.

"I'll go wit' youse," said the newsboy. "I likes t' listen t' him talk.
Does he do a Dutch act?"

"Sometimes," laughed Paul.

"Youse is actors, ain't youse?" the boy asked.

"Movies," answered Paul, hurrying along toward the entrance to the
shipyards.

"I wuz in 'em onct," went on the lad. "Dey wuz a scene where us guys wuz
sellin' papes, an' anudder guy comes along, and t'rows a handful of
money in de street--he had so much he didn't know what t' do wit'
it--dat wuz in de picture," he explained. "I wuz in de scene."

"Was it real money?" asked Paul.

"Naw--nottin' but tin," and the tone expressed the disappointment that
had been experienced. "But we each got a quarter out of it fer bein' in
de picture, so we didn't make out so worse. Dere's your friend now," and
the newsboy pointed to the comedian standing at the entrance to one of
the piers, talking to the watchman. Both had raised their voices high,
and were using their hands freely.

"Hey, Mr. Switzer, come along!" cried Paul. "It's time for the train."

"Ach! Der train! I t'ought der vos plenty of time. I vant to see a
friend of mine who is living on vun of dese wessels. Haven't I got der
time?"

"No, not a minute to spare. You can see him when you come back."

"Ach! Maybe I neffer comes back. If I get in der war plays I may be
shotted."

"Oh, come on!" laughed Paul, while the newsboy went into amused
contortions at the exaggerated language and gestures of Mr. Switzer.

"See you later, Hans!" called the comedian to the watchman at the pier.

"Ach, Himmel! Vot I care!" the latter cried. "I don't care even if you
comes back neffer! You can't get on dose ship!" and he waved his hand at
the big vessels, interned to prevent their capture by the British
warships.

"I was having quite an argument with him," said Mr. Switzer, speaking
"United States," as he walked back to the station with Paul.

"Wouldn't he let you go on board?"

"No. Took me for an English spy, I guess. But I know one of der
officers, and I thought I'd have time for a chat with him."

"Mr. Pertell is in a hurry," said the young actor.

"Well, if we miss this train there's another."

"Not until to-morrow, and he wants to start the rehearsals the first
thing in the morning."

"Ach! Den dat's differunt alretty yet again, wasn't it so?" and Mr.
Switzer winke