"We will say then two hundred and fifty dollars," Abe said; but Rashkin declined.
Immediately they commenced to bargain vigorously, and at intervals of five minutes each modified his price for the option, until half an hour had expired, when they met at four hundred dollars.
"All right," B. Rashkin cried, "let us go and see Milton M. Sugarman and draw up the option."
"I am agreeable," Abe said; "any lawyer could draw it up, so far as I am concerned."
They rose from the table without leaving the customary nickel for the waitress and, as they passed out of the door, she glared after them and indignantly adjusted her pompadour with both hands.
"Pipe them two high-livers," she hissed to the waitress at the next table. "I knew them guys was going to pass me up as soon as I laid me eyes on 'em."
She heaved a tremendous sigh.
"Y'orter heard the roar they put up about a tongue sandwich," she said. "Ain't it funny, Kitty, how tightwads is always fussy about their feed?"
When Abe returned to his place of business a couple of hours later, he found Morris adding up figures on the back of an envelope.
"Well, Abe," Morris cried, "what's new about the house?"