"Katie, some time I'll tell you all about it. How I felt when I got to Chicago.
How it seemed to shriek and roar. How I seemed just buried under the noise.
How I walked around the streets that day—frightened almost to death—and yet, inside the fright, just crazy about it. And how green I was!
"Nothing seemed to matter except going to grand opera. I didn't even have sense enough to find a place to stay. I thought about it, but didn't know how, and anyhow the most important thing was finding the things that moved in the pictures—and sang in the box.
"I saw a woman go up to a policeman and ask him where something was and he told her, so I did that, too. Asked him where you went to hear grand opera. And he pointed. I was right there by it.
"I heard some people talking about going in to ge
