Mr. Bunion: Ah! Now I'll sit down and look over this book.-- [DULL CARE A SAD TALE]
Mrs. Bunion: No, you won't. You must get out of here. We are going to move all of the furniture. Out!
Mr. Bunion: Well, I'll have to step in here, I guess, if I want to read, huh!
Maid: Don't come in here, Mr. Bunion! Because we are taking up the carpet. It's got to be beaten, you know.
Mr. Bunion: Then I will go in here where I'll be--
[out of panel] Keep out of here! Go some where else! I am taking the curtains down! You'll only be int he way. Go in the next room!
Mr. Bunion: Yes, I'll go in here. Sit me down.--
[out of panel] You can't come in here, I'm washing the woodwork! You'll have to go elsewhere! Yes!
Mrs. Bunion: You know I want to paint this floor. Then why did you want to come in? can't you find some other place?
Mr. Bunion: Gracious! There's no room in here! I'll try the next room!
[out of panel] You can't come in here Mr. Bunion! I am going to fumigate it with sulphur! You'd better keep out.
Mr. Bunion: Huh! I'll go out in the barn and sit down! I want to read this book on Dull Care!
Mr. Bunion: Pshaw! This is only an advertisement on how to get rich on speculation!