“We can't sell suits at such a loss. It would ruin us.”
“Then don't do it. I think Mason & Harris have some good suits very cheap. And they are quite up-to-date, too,” added Joe.
“Our suits are the best in town, young man. Take this one for an even ten dollar bill.”
“I will if you'll throw in one of those half dollar caps,” answered our hero.
“Well, have your own way, but it's a sacrifice,” grumbled the clerk.
He wanted to wrap up the suit, but, afraid he might substitute something else, Joe insisted upon donning the suit then and there and likewise the new cap. Then he had the old articles of wearing apparel done up into a bundle and paid over the ten dollars.
“You're pretty smart after a bargain,” said the clerk.
“I've got to be—when I strike such fellows as you,” was the reply.
“You got a better bargain than that Irish woman did.”
“I did—if the suit is all wool. But if it's cotton, I'm stuck,” returned our hero, and with his bundle under his arm he walked from the store.