"Go ahead and play something." "It'll drive you crazy," warned the cat.
"I'm crazy now, according to your statement.

Loosen up and reel out the music, Vic." "The only record I have with me," explained the phonograph, "is one the Magician attached just before we had our quarrel.

It's a highly classical composition." "A what ?" inquired Scraps.
"It is classical music, and is considered the best and most puzzling ever manufactured.

You're supposed to like it, whether you do or not, and if you don't, the proper thing is to look as if you did.
Understand ?" "Not in the least," said Scraps.
"Then, listen!" At once the machine began to play and in a few minutes Ojo put his hands to his ears to shut out the sounds and the cat snarled and Scraps began to laugh.
"Cut it out, Vic," she said.

"That's enough." But the phonograph continued playing the dreary tune, so Ojo seized the crank, jerked it free and threw it into the road.