"Maybe there is, but there ain't any covers."
"If there were I should ask a good deal more."
"I'll pay you ten cents," said the old lady, with the air of one who was making a very liberal offer.
"Couldn't take it, ma'am. I should fail if I did business that way," said Paul.
"Well, I guess you'd better take it, then. I can't afford to pay thirty-five cents for a picture-book."
Paul took the magazine, and passed on.
The next passenger was a young lady. She, too, had Harper's magazine in her hand.
"Won't you take fifteen cents for it?" she asked, with a smile, for she had heard the colloquy between Paul and the old lady.
"I am afraid not," said Paul, smiling back, for he understood her.