“Let the show go on, Mr. Trask. I’ll take care of this troublemaker. Pea-Head and Calvin, get over here and give a lady a hand.” The crowd cheered and moved aside to let Little Miss Mary step in front of me. She gave me a fierce look and said, “The show’s over for you, mister.” To Pea-Head and Calvin, she said, “Take his arms and follow me. Make way, folks, and go back to your fun. Make way, coming through.” Miss Mary led us through the throng of curious people, with Pea-Head Pete and Calvin Edson dragging me along behind her. Folks made room for us, pointing and laughing at the spectacle we made. I heard Trask boom, “I always say, when you’ve got a big job needs doing, give it to a midget, ladies and gentlemen. Let’s hear it for Little Miss Mary and her cohorts!” The crowd’s roar echoed in my ears as we approached the entrance to the show. Miss Mary spoke loud, so her small voice carried. “Get out, dirty troublesome boy, and take your crazy notions with you.
