Run out the caravan, and take a turn through the township, with the cornet playing and me riding ahead on the black mare, and we are bound to make an impression.
Get through at a good bat, and they won't have time to look twice at the man-monkey before it's all over.

Just a dash through and back to the tent, and we can be under cover again before they're fairly out of their houses.

I tell you, sir, it will make Bull frog wild with curiosity." Madame Marve, the Egyptian Mystic, favoured the scheme, and Professor Thunder agreed.

The caravan was prepared, and Madame Marve, wearing a much bespangled, but rather seedy, pantomime, fairy costume, stood by the box seat, playing a lively air on the cornet; Professor Thunder, with a flowing mane of hair and a Buffalo Bill rig-out, drove the horses.

From the sides of the big vehicle hung highly-coloured posters, while above flared the name of the show in long, red letters.
The black mare Nickie rode was one of the three hired to drag the Museum into Bullfrog.