IT WAS INDEED A CELESTIAL CHINAMAN IN DEEP DIFFICULTIES 103 ON THE SIDEBOARD WAS A BLUEY-WHITE CROCKERY IMAGE 107 OSWALD LISTENED AS CAREFULLY AS HE COULD, BUT DENNY ALWAYS BUZZES SO WHEN HE WHISPERS 117 IT WAS NOT TILL NEXT DAY THAT HE OWNED THAT THE TYPEWRITER HAD BEEN A FIEND IN DISGUISE 123 THE STATIONMASTER AND PORTER LOOKED RESPECTFULLY AT US 127 HER VOICE WHEN SHE TOLD US WE WERE TRESPASSING WAS NOT SO FURIOUS 131 THE LUNCH WAS A PERFECT DREAM OF A.1.-NESS 137 OSWALD DID NOT STRIKE THE NEXT MATCH CAREFULLY ENOUGH 145 WITH SCISSORS AND GAS PLIERS THEY CUT EVERY FUSE 157 "HI, BRIGANDS!" HE EXCLAIMED 167 IT WAS RATHER DIFFICULT TO GET ANYTHING THE SHAPE OF A TURKEY 173 WHEN THE DOOR WAS SHUT HE SAID, "I AIN'T GOT MUCH TO SAY, YOUNG GEMMEN" 179 THE FIVE OTHERS 191 OSWALD SAW THE DRIVER WINK AS HE PUT HIS BOOT ON THE STEP, AND THE PORTER WHO WAS OPENING THE CAB DOOR WINKED BACK 201 HE LOOKED AT OSWALD'S BOOTS 203 HE FETCHED DOWN HALF A DOZEN PLANKS AND THE WORKMAN 218 "HOW MUCH?" SAID THE GENTLEMAN SHORTLY 222 "THEN I'LL MAKE YOU!" HE SAID, CATCHING HOLD OF OSWALD 232 A COASTGUARD ORDERED US QUITE HARSHLY 244 SURE ENOUGH IT WAS SEA-WATER, AS THE UNAMIABLE ONE SAID WHEN HE HAD TASTED IT 259 "I SAY, BEALIE DEAR, YOU'VE GOT A BOOK UP AT YOUR PLACE" 265 ALICE BEAT THE DONKEY FROM THE CART, THE REST SHOUTED 272 "WE'VE GOT MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS," SAID NOEL 280 _THE ROAD TO ROME; OR, THE SILLY STOWAWAY_