Five knives at once were being hurled by five enthusiasts, while a harried-looking director watched and criticised.
"You're a clumsy bunch," he announced at last.

"It's a simple thing to do, isn't it ?" The knife-throwers redoubled, their efforts, but they did not find it a simple thing to do.
"Let me try it, Mr.Burke." It was the Montague girl still in her gipsy costume.

She had been standing quietly in the shadow observing the ineffective practice.
"Hello, Flips! Sure, you can try it.

Show these boys something good, now.

Here, Al, give Miss Montague that stickeree of yours." Al seemed glad to relinquish the weapon.