Regarding this explanation as somewhat indefinite he asked, "What bus'ness?"
"I told you it's for bus'ness," Sube informed him rather stiffly, and then recalling a phrase with which Annie had crushed the iceman a few moments before, he added, "But that is neither here nor there."
Gizzard was susceptible to high-sounding phrases, and he was accordingly impressed; but having nothing equally lofty in his own vocabulary he attempted no reply.
Sube snipped on in silence until the net dropped on the floor in two pieces. Then he tossed aside the clippers, and catching up the smaller piece of net spread it out before him very much as a tailor displays a handsome panting, and announced:
"Now we're ready for bus'ness."
"Bus'ness!" sneered Gizzard. "Bus'ness! I'd like to know what bus'ness uses a ol' piece of tennis net."
"Lots of bus'nesses uses nets," replied Sube with an air of superiority; "but that is neither here nor there."
At this second flight Gizzard began to feel that he was seriously handicapped by his lack of education. But he struggled as best he could against the overwhelming odds by asking rather peevishly:
"What bus'nesses uses nets? Name one!"
"Fishermen use nets; but that is neither here nor there. I'll tell you another—"