Jimmy nodded. “I know. Looks pretty good, still I’m sort of used to the other balls, Emerson.”
“I can sell you your kind,” Russell returned, “but I’d like awfully to have you try one of these. You see, fellows are sort of shy of new things and you’ve got to get them started. After that they go all right. If you care to try this Proctor and Farnham ball I’ll guarantee to give you a new ball or your money back if you decide you don’t like it after a fair trial.”
“Fair enough,” said Jimmy. “I’ll take it. By the way, what’s the price?” His eyebrows lifted when he heard it and he frowned a little. “What’s the price of the others?”
“Just the same,” replied Russell, folding a paper neatly about the pasteboard box.
“But that’s forty cents less than Crocker asks!” protested Jimmy.
“Then they ask forty cents too much,” answered the other calmly. “I think you’ll find Crocker’s prices going down before long.”
“I wouldn’t wonder,” agreed Jimmy. He picked up a pair of greenish-gray sport hose from the counter. “How much are these?”
“Three and a half,” said Russell. “We’ve got some good ones for less, though.”
“Guess I don’t need any just now, but those are mighty good-looking. Doing any business yet, Emerson?”
“Fair,” answered Russell, exchanging the bundle for Jimmy’s money. “Of course, it takes time to get started.”