"You want us to go inter business, eh?"
"That's jest it. 'Teddy an' Carrots.' My name don't sound very well. Might call it Joseph; but then nobody'd know who you meant."
"It ought ter be 'Thurston an' Williams,' of course. Pardners don't use their first names."
"Now you've struck it?" Carrots cried in delight. "Is it a whack?"
"It is," Teddy replied gravely, and thus was a very weighty matter settled: a business connection formed which might possibly not receive any great amount of attention from the newspaper reporters, but a solid one in the opinion of the members composing the firm.
"Then here's the money we've got on hand," and Carrots emptied his pockets immediately. "You keep the whole an' we can tell every night jest how we stand."
"But you mustn't put in all your money, Carrots. You see, I haven't got as much, an' that wouldn't be fair."
Then Teddy counted his wealth, which consisted, including the profits made on the newspapers, of forty-three cents.
"That's the size of it. You put in jest as much, an' we'll start fair," said Teddy.
Carrots insisted that it would be better for him to contribute the entire amount of his capital; but Teddy refused to listen to anything of the kind, and, finally, the question was settled by the cashier's putting into one particular pocket, which was to be reserved for the use of the firm, the sum of eighty-six cents.