Miss Mireille may be a little disappointed at the lack of a concert--at least when she gets done being confused by the sudden change of location--but she'll be all right. There'll be other concerts.

"Well, I got a harmonica," he says. "And I bet I can play it better than that fella from Vienna can play the harmonica, even if I can't play the same Beethoven he was gonna do. So there you go. We get a concert anyway."

But he'll refrain from bothering the other folks nearby with his harmonica for now, because he has noticed something. He knows a bar when he sees one. Observant, is Butch Cassidy.

"After some drinks, though. I wonder if they got Old Taylor."