THE SPORT OF THE GODS
"I want you to know my friend, Mr. Hamilton, Mr. Skaggs."
"Why, how d' ye do, Hamilton? I'm glad to meet you. Now, look a here; don't you let old Thomas here string you about me bein' any old 'Mr!' Skaggs. I'm Skaggsy to all of my friends. I hope to count you among 'em."
It was such a supreme moment that Joe could not find words to answer, so he called for another drink.
"Not a bit of it," said Skaggsy, "not a bit of it. When I meet my friends I always reserve to myself the right of ordering the first drink. Waiter, this is on me. What'll you have, gentlemen?"
They got their drinks, and then Skaggsy leaned over confidentially and began talking.
"I tell you, Hamilton, there ain't an ounce of prejudice in my body. Do you believe it?"
Joe said that he did. Indeed Skaggsy struck one as being aggressively unprejudiced.
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