I'll take this job at twenty dollars, if you boys will get the birch bark.

After you've brought in enough to patch the canoe then you can bring in enough more to amount to twenty dollars.

Is that a go ?" "It's wonderfully kind of you," Dick answered gratefully.
"Not much it isn't," Driggs grinned, "and it will make that young Ripley cub feel mighty sore and cheap when he finds that he was the only one who got 'skinned' at this auction.

But before you get through cutting and hauling birch bark you may think I'm a pretty hard taskmaster.

I'll call it a go, if you boys will." "We'll pay our full debt, Mr.Driggs, and pay you a load of thanks besides." "All right," nodded Driggs, jumping down off the truck, in haste to get away from the embarrassment of being thanked.