"Oh, pshaw! I can't stand here bandying words with you."
Al was not in the least taken aback.
"That's just what I was thinking," he said.
"What?"
"That we had been standing up too long. Let's sit down."
"Well," said the manager, "you have cheek enough, anyhow."
"Cheek is necessary for an advance agent, isn't it, sir?" laughed the boy.
"Yes, but—oh, really, this is ridiculous, you know!"
"What is ridiculous?"