"I grabs him by the shoulder and swing him around.
"'What part of Italy was you born in?' I inquires. 'Hoboken?'
"'No spika da Engleesh!' he grins.
"By this time my goat was runnin' around wild. I grabbed his other shoulder and looked him in the eye.
"'I'll give you one more chance,' I says; 'cut the comedy now and come through or you're gonna have some bad luck. Bomb Germo Senorita!'
"'No spika da Engleesh!' he says.
"With that, havin' took all a human bein' could stand, I let him fall!"
"Just a minute!" I says, as Scanlan starts for the door. "I want to ask you a question about the Eyetalian language, as long as you know so much about it. Just what does Bomb Germo mean?"
The Kid stops and scratches his chin.
"To tell you the truth," he admits, "I don't know!"