I'll sell you what I've got--for a good price.

Beyond that you've got the wrong man!" He settled back and blew a volume of smoke from his pipe.

For another half minute the old man continued to look at him, his eyes twinkling, and then he fell to counting again.
Captain Plum was not given over to the habit of cursing.

But now he jumped to his feet with an oath that jarred the table.

The old man chuckled.