"Yes, sir," said Hal.
"With an engraved plate, I suppose?"
"Of course."
"I'll show you our book of specimens."
The man turned away to where a number of books were lying upon a side desk. As he did so, Hal carelessly picked up the slips Ferris had left and examined them.
He could make nothing of them, excepting that one had the words: "Bonds of the Second Class, receivable," printed across its face, and another, "Sumner, Allen & Co. Transfer Slip of Limited Calls, December."
"Here you are," said the man, coming up with one of the books, and he gathered up the slips and put them away with a memorandum.
Hal looked over the book, and noted down the prices of several styles of invitations.
"I do not want to order," he said. "I merely wanted the prices."
"Very well. Glad to see you at any time," returned the man.