Steve couldn't find Danny, but he left the towels on the table in the rubbing room and he and Tom climbed the stairs again.

In the hall above there was a large notice board and Tom stopped to glance at some of the announcements pinned against it.
"Here a minute, Steve," he said.

"Look at this." He laid a finger on a square of paper which bore in almost illegible writing this remarkable notice: "What Will You Give?
Dirt Cheap! Terms Cash! One fine oak Morris chair, good as new.

Three cushions, very pretty.

One pair of skates.
Eight phonograph records.