“T’irteen hundred,” says Mr. Hoffer.
Mark shook his head, but didn’t say a word. Neither did Mr. Hoffer, and we drove a mile without anybody’s speaking. Then Mr. Hoffer said:
“Twelluf hundred.”
Mark shook his head, and we all kept still for another mile. Then Mark says:
“Eight h-hundred and fifty.”
Mr. Hoffer shook his head. We were almost through the big woods when Mr. Hoffer spoke up and says:
“Eleven hundred and fifty.”
“Eight hundred and s-s-seventy-five,” says Mark.
After that nobody said a word for twenty minutes; then Mr. Hoffer says:
“Eleven hundred, efen money.”