"'Why don't they slip him the coin?' I says. "'You can search me,' says Butsy. 'That's what they're chewin' the rag about now.' "Me 'n' Peewee slides over to where the crowd is. "'I'll have the law on ye sure!' a old Jasper is sayin'. He's got on a long-tailed coat 'n' a white string tie. "'Edge right in!' whispers Peewee to me. 'It ain't goin' to cost you a cent!' "'You ain't got no right to lock them stalls, Jim Burns!' says the old Jasper. 'They belong to the Knox County Agricultural Society!' "'Not till I'm paid fer the lumber, they don't!' says the guy he calls Jim Burns. 'Gimme eighty-six dollars, Kurnel, if you want to use them stalls.' "'I'll have the law on ye sure as my name's Hunter!' says the old Jasper. "'I guess you won't,' says Burns. 'My lawyer tells me to lock them stalls.' "'Who's your lawyer?' says the old Jasper. "Harry Evans," says Burns. "'Well, why ain't he here?' says the old Jasper. "'That's right--he'd ought to be here!' says several in the crowd. "'I told him to come two hours ago,' says Burns. 'Say, Orphy! Telephone in an' find out why Harry ain't here!' "Orphy climbs off the car 'n' goes in a shed 'n' we hears the telephone bell jingle. Pretty soon he comes back. "'Missus Evans says Harry's fixin' a clock,' says Orphy. 'He's purty nigh through, an' he aims to git out here soon as she'll strike right. He's comin' in his autymobile.' "The crowd gives a groan. Burns throws up his hands. "'He'd a damn sight better walk,' he says. "The argument sort-a dies down while they're waitin' fur this Harry Evans. "'Come on!' Peewee says to me. 'I got to tell Butsy the good news.' "I see the rain tricklin' off Butsy's nose when we get close to him. "'Stay with it, Butsy!' says Peewee. 'They got a lawyer comin' in a auto--' "'Come 'n' hold these dogs fur a while!' says Butsy. "'I'd like to,' says Peewee, 'but I can't. I might miss somethin',' 'n' he goes back to where the crowd is. "We waits fur about a hour. "'Why don't ye git a lawyer that ain't got no autymobile?' says somebody to Burns. "'They've all got 'em,' says Burns. 'I'll give ye a dollar fer every lawyer in Mount Clinton ye can name who ain't got one of the blame things!' "'How about Sam Koons?' says somebody. "'Got one just the other day,' says Burns. 'It's made up to Bucyrus. It's called the Speeding Queen. He give three hundred and twenty dollars cash fer it.' "Not long after that I begins to notice a noise. It ain't like any other sound I ever hears before. It gets right into my system. It's gettin' closer 'n' pretty soon I think I'll go find a nail 'n' bite on it. "'What's that?' says Peewee. "'It's him,' says Burns. 'It's Harry. If he don't have no bad luck he'll be here in twenty minutes. He ain't over a half a mile away right now.' "'I hope they ain't no children on the road,' says Peewee.