CHAPTER XI: AS TO SAURIANS AND OTHERS.
It was Noah who spoke.
"I'm glad," he said, "that when I embarked at the time of the heavy rains that did so much damage in the old days, there weren't any dogs like that fellow Cerberus about.

If I'd had to feed a lot of three-headed beasts like him the Ark would have run short of provisions inside of ten days." "That's very likely true," observed Mr.Barnum; "but I must confess, my dear Noah, that you showed a lamentable lack of the showman's instinct when you selected the animals you did.

A more commonplace lot of beasts were never gathered together, and while Adam is held responsible for the introduction of sin into the world, I attribute most of my offences to none other than yourself." The members of the club drew their chairs a little closer.

The conversation had opened a trifle spicily, and, furthermore, they had retained enough of their mortality to be interested in animal stories.
Adam, who had managed to settle his back dues and delinquent house-charges, and once more acquired the privileges of the club, nodded his head gratefully at Mr.Barnum.
"I'm glad to find some one," said he, "who places the responsibility for trouble where it belongs.

I'm round-shouldered with the blame I've had to bear.