"How much does he want for it?"
"About seventy-five dollars."
This was so near the figure that he and Dick could command that Jimmy was at once interested.
"What's the man's address?" he asked.
"I'll take youse t' him," volunteered Mike. "He said he'd pay me a commission if I brought him a customer, an' I'll bring youse."
"All right. I'll go. But I must leave word for Dick where I'm gone."
"Oh, youse needn't bodder about dat. We'll soon be back," said Mike quickly. "Come on."
So, thinking he would return almost as soon as his partner reached the room, Jimmy went away with Mike. They crossed the bridge in the cars, Mike generously paying the fares, and, once on the Brooklyn side, Mike led the way to a trolley. They rode for some time, and finally Jimmy exclaimed:
"I thought you said it was only a little ways. We're out in the country now."
"We're most there," declared Mike quickly. "It's only a few minutes now," and he began to talk rapidly, telling Jimmy a number of stories of New York life, and so keeping his companion interested to that extent that Jimmy did not notice how far they had come.