“Give me that photograph plate and the pictures you have had printed.”
The Brown Robin laid her shapely head back on the cushions of her chair and laughed long and heartily. Then she said:
“Oh, that poor little trick! You want to bargain with me, Papa Cary. Now, what will you give for them?”
“What would you have the heart to demand?”
“Well, Papa Cary, I have such a soft heart that I am afraid I must let you put the figure on them.”
“I will give you a thousand dollars for them.”
“Have you the money here?”
“No. I have no more than I gave you. But I would give it on delivery of the plate and pictures.”
“And do you think I would give up the pleasure of seeing you for a thousand dollars?”
“That isn’t the question.”