Mr. Bunion: By Golly!! There's a whale. A great big whale! A whopper, too! I think I can use him
Mr. Bunion: He must be hungry or he would not have come so close to shore, so I'll--
Mr. Bunion: feed him a bit of something, there! Old boy! Chap at that! Eh, oh! He's going after it! Yes! He's going to swallow
Mr. Bunion: it! Yep! Good! He's got it! He's nabbed it! Hooray!
Mr. Bunion: Ah, now, I can go and sit down and rest after years of lugging what a blessed relief! At last! I'm rid of the old
Mr. Bunion: thing! Eh! Oh! Gracious! What's going on with that whale? He's probably having a tussle with that old valise.
Mr. Bunion: Huh! He's coming mighty close to shore and seems to be having a terrible time
Mr. Bunion: Talk about a Jonah! That valise is certainly a Jonah to me, the whale and everybody.