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It'th the band inthtrumenth!

(HAROLD, riding in Wagon, jumps down, carrying a gold cornet, which he brings to WINTHROP)

Here you are, Winthrop.

My cornet! Gee thankth, Profethor!

(Returning to wagon)
Men! You will each receive individual instruction in due course. In the meantime, stay off the streets - get acquainted with your instruments and think about the Minuet in G. La de da de da de da de da -

(EXITING)
La de da, La de da.

Thithter! Thithter! I never thought I'd ever thee anything tho thcrumpthyuth ath thith thcrumpthyuth tholid gold thing! O thithter! Mama!

Winthrop, where've you been?

Fithin'

Fishing!

With Harold. He told me all about hith home town, Gary, Indiana. And he thaid he'd take me there thum day. And he taught me a thong that hardly hath any etheth in it.