“You ain’t so green as you look, mister,” said the latter, with a grin.
“Thank you,” said Tom. “You’ll have to try that game on somebody else. Do you often succeed?”
“Sometimes,” said the boy.
“If a quarter was the regular price, I’d go into the business myself,” said Tom.
“Maybe you couldn’t pay the license,” said the knight of the blacking-brush.
“How much is it?”
“Five hundred dollars.”
“If that’s all, I’ll buy two,” said Tom.
“I’ll sell you mine.”
“I don’t want one second-hand.”