Eben. And so have old gentlemen too. I have a very sudden one myself. For how long has my son engaged this room?
Clap. Let me see; he has paid me for it up to six o’clock to-night.
Eben. And after that I suppose it will be to let.
Clap. Of course. Though probably he’ll keep it himself.
Eben. Hark you, Mr. Claptrap.
Clap. Clapboard, sir.
Eben. Mr. Clapboard, I want to hire this room myself. What does my son pay you?
Clap. Six dollars a week. Cheap enough.
Eben. All right. I’ll engage it for a week myself, for which I will pay you twelve.