Sube opened negotiations without waiting for Sim to conclude his statements. "What'll you gimme?" he asked.
"What'll you take?"
"Well, what'll you gimme?"
"Well, what'll you take?"
"Look here!" cried Sube with exasperation. "Ain't I got to know what you pay before I can go to work for you?"
"Yes, and ain't I got to know what you charge 'fore I can hire you?" returned Sim feebly.
"Huh!" snorted Sube as he made a feint to go on with the lawn-mower.
Sim came to time. "Give you a dime," he offered magnanimously.
Without deigning to reply Sube started on with the mower. He had cut twice across the lawn before Sim appeared at the corner of the house.
"Hey, Sube! Give you fifteen!" he called.