"Second-hand car?"
"No."
"How much do you owe?"
"Nothing, except for stock."
"Stock! What do you mean?"
"Kurtz and I are partners in one end of this business."
"I'll be damned!" breathed Mr. Wharton. Then he inquired, curiously,
"Do you like this work?"
"It's not what I prefer, still there is a margin of profit."
"Huh! I should think so, at ninety dollars a suit. Well, this town is full of fools."
Bob agreed. "But we dress 'em better than they do in Pittsburg."