"Nothing much. Of course I did not think your men would be asleep all this time. They are surely out to breakfast by this time."
"You ain't half as big a fool as you look, are you?" demanded the rival manager. "Well, I will see you later."
Each went to his little office and began the work of the day, but there was a grim smile of satisfaction on the face of each.
Fully an hour passed, and one of the lithographers from the rival car went aboard with the information that they were unable to get a piece of paper in any window in town thus far.
"Why not?" demanded Tripp.
"They say their windows are already contracted for," was the answer.
"Contracted for?"
"Yes."
"By whom?"
"I don't know. That's all the information we can get."