“I want to buy an edition of one copy.”
“One copy!”
“Yes, sir. I want something special printed in one paper. Then you can take it out and print your regular edition.”
“Tut, tut! I see. Is this a joke?” Mr. Payne asked, his eyes beginning to twinkle.
“It is the biggest joke you ever heard of,” declared Ruth.
“And who’s the joke on?”
“Wait and see what I write,” Ruth said, sitting down at the battered old desk where he labored over his editorials and proofsheets.
Opening a copy of the last week’s Harpoon that lay there, she was able to see the whole face of the paper.
“I’ve got the inside run off,” said Mr. Payne, still doubtfully. “So you can’t run anything on the second and third pages.”
“Oh, I want the most prominent place for my item,” laughed Ruth. “Front page, top column—— Here it is!”