"Come here, boy, and row me out to yonder boat," he said.
Otto paused in his rowing, and, understanding the man with whom he was dealing, he asked, quietly: "How much will you pay me, Mr. Wolverton?"
"Five cents to take me over and back," answered the agent, with some hesitation.
Otto laughed.
"I don't work for any such wages," he said.
"I'll give you ten; but be quick about it."
"Give me a quarter and I'll do it."
"Do you think I am made of money?" said Wolverton, in anger. "That is an outrageous extortion."
"All right! Then hire somebody else," said Otto, coolly.
After a fruitless effort to beat down the price, Wolverton sulkily agreed to the terms, and Otto rowed to the bank.