"I hope he'll bring all his legs, and arms with him," suggested
George with a laugh.
"What do you mean?" inquired Mr. Button.
"Why, he has a choice assortment," explained George. "It seems he
used to work in a shop on Broome Street in New York City where
they make legs and heads and arms for dummies."
"I don't understand yet," said Mr. Button blankly.
"Why, these wax figures that they have in the windows," explained
Fred. "It was in a place where they make them that Sam Hodge
worked and he made us all laugh when we took him on at Henderson
Harbor. He was telling us about the boss throwing his leg at him
and Sam told us he fired a foot back and before he had gone very
far we had the air full of eyes, heads and legs and arms, feet
and hands and everything else that goes to the making of a dummy.
In fact I have almost come to believe that Sam is pretty well
made up himself. When he comes down to-morrow I'm going to ask
him to let me take out his eyes, take off his hair, pull out a
foot and an arm, and when he gets through I'll see just how much
there is of the real Sam anyway."
The boys laughed as Fred pictured the condition in which the
loquacious Sam would be left.
Their interest, however, was still great in the exciting events
through which they recently had passed. Mr. Button was an
interested listener and when the story had been all told he said
quietly, "Mr.
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