I asked the butler to bring me another spoon, and then, with a spoon in each hand, I attacked both the lady and the tiger at the same time." Once, when Stockton was going to Boston by the night boat, every room was taken.

The ticket agent recognized the author, and promised to get him a desirable room if the author would tell which he had had in mind, the lady or the tiger.
"Produce the room," answered Stockton.
The man did.

Stockton paid for it, and then said: "To tell you the truth, my friend, I don't know." And that was the truth, as Mr.Stockton confessed to his friends.

The idea of the story had fascinated him; when he began it he purposed to give it a definite ending.

But when he reached the end he didn't know himself which to produce out of the open door, the lady or the tiger, "and so," he used to explain, "I made up my mind to leave it hanging in the air." When the stories of _Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Hyde_ and _Little Lord Fauntleroy_ were made into plays, Bok was given an opportunity for an entirely different kind of publicity.