A florid, burly man with upturned mustaches stood behind the counter. The errand boy was talking to him. In his hand he held a silver dollar.
"Here is the money for Mr. Baum's sugar," he was saying.
"Good!" said the grocer, seizing the coin, which he dropped in his pocket. Then he turned to Willie. "Well?" he said inquiringly.
"Sugar," said Willie. "I want five pounds of sugar."
"I have no more," said the grocer. "It is all sold."
"Pshaw!" said Willie. "Where can I get some?"
"I don't know," said the grocer.
"Got any candy?" asked Willie.
"Sure. In that case."
Willie walked to the show-case and slowly examined the stock. "Give me ten cents' worth of those chocolates," he finally ordered.