It seemed unreal, that they could get this treasure for any such sum.
"If I must do it, I must," groaned the auctioneer.

"Two I'm offered.
Does anyone say more.

Make it four! No?
Make it three! No?
Last call! Going, going-----" In another instant the big war canoe would have been knocked down to young Prescott at two dollars.

Dick was "all on edge," though he strove to conceal the fact.
"At two dollars, then!" groaned the auctioneer.

"Two dollars! All right, then.