"You'd have to pay a dollar and a half if you bought them new," said Durkin. "Honest! Now, about that chair——"
"Nothing doing!" interrupted Steve decisively.
"It's a good chair, and comfortable—say, sit down and just try it, will you?" Durkin removed the cushions and Steve, with a shrug, seated himself. When he got out Tom took his place. It was comfortable.
"How much?" asked Steve carelessly.
"Three-fifty, and dirt——"
"Give you a dollar and a half."
Durkin looked so pained that Tom quite pitied him. But he only said patiently: "You don't want to buy, you fellows; you're looking for gifts. That chair at three dollars is a real, genuine bargain, and——"
"You said three and a half before," Tom corrected.
"Did I? Well, it ought to be three and a half, but you may have it for three, even if I lose money on it."
"No fear," grunted Steve. "We'll split the difference and call it two."