Wilma Tenderfoot And the Case of the Putrid Poison (2011)
Wilma Tenderfoot And the Case of the Putrid Poison
“guffawed Barbu, staring up at the front of the Valiant. “If we carry on like this, I shall be rich beyond my wildest dreams! Canceling the rest of yesterday’s shows has made me more popular than ever! They’re lining up around the block to get in! Put that sign more to your left, Tully!”
“Yes, sir, Mr. Barbu,” answered the stupid sidekick, wobbling a little on his ladder.
“I like your sign, Janty,” added Barbu with a twirl of his cane. “It has the requisite oomph needed to pull in the people! Stage Fright Nights! It’s almost brilliant!”
Janty smirked. “We’re selling out, Mr. D’Anvers! Even with the extra shows you’ve put on. If I were you, I’d put on even more. Although we’d need more performers. But we can advertise for those. We could do shows on the hour every hour—we’d make a fortune!”
Barbu shot his charge a fierce stare. “I’d make a fortune. Not you. You just get to enjoy the glow of my excessive fabulousness. Hmmm . . .” Barbu’s eyes narrowed as he stared upward, his lips pursed.
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