"It's thirty-five cents," says the guy.
"_Carmen_ wasn't only a quarter," I says. "Is this show better'n
_Carmen_?"
"This is a new one," the guy says.
"This fella," I says, pointin' to Bishop, "seen it a year ago."
"He must have a good imagination," says the guy.
"No," I says, "he writes movin'-pitcher plays."
I give up a extra dime, because they didn't seem to be nothin' else to
do. Then I handed over my tickets to the fella at the door and we was
took right down amongst the high polloi. Say, I thought the dress Bess
was wearin' was low; ought to been, seein' it was cut down from fifty
bucks to thirty-seven. But the rest o' the gowns round us must of been
sixty per cent. off.