“I reckon I saw that rival book agent,” went on the printer. “He was here with his books, but I didn’t buy from him. Do you want these distributed around town?”
“I do, and to the houses for a mile around.”
“My little brother will be glad to get the job.”
“When can you put them out?”
“By eight o’clock to-morrow morning.”
“How much for the distribution?”
“Oh, he’ll do it for fifty cents.”
“Very well, go ahead, and here is the money. Mind and put them into every house and every store.”
“I’ll do the work properly, Mr. Hardy. When you go around you just look for the circulars. I’d like to see you get the best of that other chap. I didn’t like the way he talked at all.”
Frank took care to avoid Grant Deems on the following morning. This was easy, since the rival book agent did not come down to breakfast until nearly nine o’clock. By that hour our hero was already out looking for orders.