Just as he got up to the top of the ramp, the hole in the side of the banana closed up, quick as a wink. All of a sudden, the thing starts to go straight up into the air, leavin' the old man standin' there at the edge of the ramp, wavin' his cane. Next thing the old man goes over the edge and drops into the river. The banana-lookin' thing keeps goin' up into the air, goin' faster and faster, and shinin' like a mirror. Smaller and smaller it gets, and then--bop--it's gone. Goin' back to the street, I was feelin' sick. It was like ev'rybody in the world was crazy except me. I felt _lonesome_. And all those cars, parked ev'ry which-way, with their doors open and their motors runnin'--it was real scary. Well, I got outta there as fast as I could go and took the subway home. And my wife wouldn't believe me when she seen all that dough. But it's the truth, and I figger the only reason they didn't get me, whoever they was, is because I'm stone-deaf and couldn't hear that guy's funny music. Do I get to keep the money, Yer Honor?