Motor Matt's Peril (el. knyga) (skaityta knyga) | knygos.lt

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"Py shinks, aber dot's funny! Dose fellers look like dey vas birates, or some odder scalawags. Vat vas dey doing, anyvays, in a blace like dis?" It was on the beach at Atlantic City, New Jersey. Carl Pretzel was there, in a bathing suit. Those who know the Dutch boy will remember that he was fat, and there is always something humorous about a fat person in a bathing suit. Carl had been in the water. After swimming out as far as the end of the steel pier, he had returned and climbed up on the beach. An Italian happened to be passing with a pushcart loaded with "red-hots" and buns. Carl had a dime pinned in the breast of his abbreviated costume. He unpinned the dime, bought two "red-hots" and a bun, and fell down in the sand to rest and enjoy himself. The Italian lingered near him, staring with bulging eyes to a place on the beach a little way beyond Carl. The Dutch boy, observing the trend of the Italian's curiosity, looked in the same direction.