Of course there ain't no delivery of the goods now because--' "'Humph!' he interrupts, sour.

'You seem to know more'n I thought you did.

Now are you goin' to be decent and make me a fair price or ain't you ?' "'Can't sell under the latest quotations,' says I.'That's five now; and spot cash.' "'But hang it all!' he says, 'I haven't got money enough with me.

Think I carry a national bank around in my clothes ?' "'You carry a Wellmouth Bank check book,' says I, 'because I see it in your jacket pocket last night when I was dryin' your duds.

I'll take a check.' "He started to say somethin' and then stopped.