"Nuthin' doin'," returned Sube as he went about his work with renewed vigor.
He had two more strips to his credit when Sim stayed his progress with an offer of twenty cents.
"I don't work for less'n a quarter," Sube announced loftily as he resumed his work.
"Hold on a minute! Can't you!" yelled Sim with unconcealed exasperation. And as Sube halted in a position from which he could begin activities again with very little effort, Sim continued more affably: "I only got twenty cents! I can't give you any more than I got, can I?"
"You had a quarter a couple of days ago," charged Sube with an air of suspicion. "What'd you do with the other nickel?"
"Spent it."
"What for?"
"Some new rubbers for my slingshot."
"Oh, that'll be all right!"
"What will?"