However, the moment the crank struck the ground it bounded back to the machine again and began winding it up.

And still the music played.
"Let's run!" cried Scraps, and they all started and ran down the path as fast as they could go.

But the phonograph was right behind them and could run and play at the same time.

It called out, reproachfully: "What's the matter?
Don't you love classical music ?" "No, Vic," said Scraps, halting.

"We will passical the classical and preserve what joy we have left.