“Let’s see dat Liberty Bond.”
“All right.” The man dug into his inner vest pocket, produced a flat envelope from which he extracted a square of paper.
“Here it is.”
Snowball inspected it closely. “Dat’s all right, Mister. I git a dollar back.”
The ticket seller peeled a one-dollar bill from a bulky roll and the deal was closed.
“Say, Mister,” said Snowball, rolling his eyes, “I might buy another one, same price.”
“Why didn’t you say so?”
Snowball grinned.
Again the deal was closed.
Snowball put his hand into his left hip pocket and repeated his declaration: