The count doesn't get the kind of welcome he expected when he calls. No, indeed, he never expected to be met at the foot of the stairs with a keg of beer. But that's what happened. Father had been reclining in his boudoir, minus shirt and shoes, peacefully guzzling stein after stein of his favorite brew from the keg, when mother, a muscular prohibitionist, copied him. She deals out a good thrashing to father, and then turns her attention to the keg, which she pushes out of the room. Just as it starts rolling down stairs, the count enters and unwillingly stops its flight. When he recovers consciousness, the valet recognizes him as the chef in the corner restaurant and tells father, who immediately makes arrangements for the count's hasty exit. The gang of "roughnecks" father hires to carry him off do their job thoroughly, and father, anxious to satisfy a friend wife, volunteers to search for them. His search starts and ends in the back room of Dinty's saloon, where, in a fine mood, he "sets 'em up" for the crowd.
