"How big a stock do you want?"
"All I can get for fifteen dollars. Don't you think that will be enough?"
"It depends," the stranger replied, reflectively. "If you buy the goods here you'll have to pay such a big price that it won't be much of a pile. Now, if—I've got the very thing in mind! You'll remember the day you saw me if my plan works. I know a fakir here who has a fine layout that he wants to sell. You can get fifty dollars' worth of stuff for—well, he asks twenty; but I'll say you are friends of mine, an' the chances are you can make a trade."
"That would be a regular snap!" Sam cried, and Teddy's eyes glistened at the thought of thus procuring a full outfit so cheaply.
"I'll do what I can for you," the man said, in a patronizing tone. "At any rate, I'll make him come down in his price, and if there's any balance it can be paid after the fair has been opened long enough for you to take in some money."
"If business is good, I'm willing to do what is right," Teddy replied; "but I must pay Uncle Nathan first."
"How much do you owe him?"
"Fifteen dollars."
"Why, bless my soul, it'll be a pretty poor fair if you can't make five times that amount in the first two days."
"Where can we see the man?" Sam asked, eager that his wonderfully good trade should be consummated at the earliest possible opportunity.