The man shouted. So did the other men.
Emmy Lou and Lucy were bewildered.
“It’s worth the price,” said the man. He promised them the advertisement, and walked back through the cellar-like store with them to the outer door.
“Come again,” said the man.
On the way to the next place they met Emmy Lou’s Uncle Charlie. It was near his office. He was a pleasant person to meet downtown, as it usually meant a visit to a certain alluring candy-place. He was feeling even now in his change pocket as he came up.
“How now,” said he; “and where to?”
Emmy Lou explained. She had not happened to mention this part about the paper at home.
“What?” said Uncle Charlie, “you have been—Say that over again——”
Emmy Lou said it over again.
No more advertisements were secured that morning. No more were solicited. Emmy Lou found herself going home with a lump in her throat. Uncle Charlie had never spoken to her in that tone before.