"By the way, Mr. Courtney"—Phil swelled with conscious pride at this designation—"do you know any one who would like to buy a boat?"
"What boat do you refer to?" asked Phil.
"This boat."
"But I thought it was Grit's."
"I am his stepfather, and have decided to sell it."
"What'll you take?" asked Phil, not unwilling to buy a good boat, especially as he knew it would annoy Grit.
"It is worth ten dollars, but I will sell it for six dollars cash."
"Say five, and I'll take it."
"Very well, Mr. Courtney, seeing it's you, I will say five."
"It's a bargain."