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Show Cobbler's Great Idea. When Mr. Dobbs reached the shop where he had left his shoes to be mended he found the place closed and apparently deserted. He banged on the front door lustily, and at length Threadwax thrust his head through an upper window. "What d'ye want?" he asked. "My shoes," said Mr. Dobbs. "You said you'd have them for me today." "But haven't you heard?" said the cobbler. "I've failed gone bankrupt I" "I don't care! I want my shoes!" said Dobbs angrily. Threadwax disappeared, and an Instant In-stant later one shoe clattered down at Dobbs feet. "But where's the other?" he cried. "That's all you get," said Thread-wax. Thread-wax. "I'm only paying 50 per cent." |