She held out her hand.
I said, “That’ll be ten bucks.”
“Where do you get that noise?”
I said, “I figure you’ll sell that for twenty-five to the next person that comes along. I’m willing to leave you a fifteen-dollar profit.”
The girls looked at each other, then laughed.
Bessie said, “Come on, Elsie, get started. I’ve got to start running those pictures through. It’s going to be a mess. Looks like we’re going to make a killing tonight. We’ve got to get back to the Red Rooster and deliver that twenty dollars’ worth of pictures and then get back here fast. We won’t have time to make the Wishing Well.”
I said, “Okay, I’ll ride over with you, then bail out.”
“I wish you’d give me your name,” Bessie said wistfully.
“I know you do.”
She laughed and said, “You’re nice. Since you won’t tell us who you are, you can help me with this batch on the way.”