“Are you goin’ in now, Frank?” asked Dick.
“That depends upon whether you have anything else to show me.”
“Wouldn’t you like to go to Wall Street?”
“That’s the street where there are so many bankers and brokers,—isn’t it?”
“Yes, I s’pose you aint afraid of bulls and bears,—are you?”
“Bulls and bears?” repeated Frank, puzzled.
“Yes.”
“What are they?”
“The bulls is what tries to make the stocks go up, and the bears is what try to growl ’em down.”
“Oh, I see. Yes, I’d like to go.”