“I want to sell it, and if you’d like it—”
“I would like it,” said McConnell. “I know what it can do.”
Allan mused a moment. “But I haven’t thought anything about what I should sell it for. It’s second-hand now.”
“Oh, it isn’t very second-hand,” McConnell said.
“It is a fifteen-dollar camera,” said Allan. “Would ten dollars be too much?”
“I think that would be very fair,” said Owen.
“So do I,” added McConnell, “and that’s just what Bill has promised me.”
“Then we are all fixed!” laughed Owen. “Suppose the club goes and has a meeting?”
“I’ll agree to that,” said Allan, “if you fellows will go with me to Wincher’s while I get my cartridge camera. I can’t wait.”
“That’s all right,” said Owen, “we’ll have the first meeting of the club at Wincher’s; and besides, we want to see what he has that we can use for the club, don’t we?”