"And," said Gregory, "I'd have thought him pleasanter if he had come to a bargain."
The girl, Moll Gregory, came back from the shelf. She put both hands upon the table, and bent a little over it. Her great eyes looked into Power's face. "Do you know Mr. King?" she said.
"I often run across him."
"Wot is he like?"
"King's a good fellow."
"He says funny things."
"What did he say?"
"Oh, he looked at me, you know, like men look when they're after a lark, and he says: 'I came to look at copper and I found gold.' I couldn't take up his meaning quite, but I guessed he was trying to fool me."
The woman interrupted. "Maybe you're thinking of making an offer for the show?"
"Don't rush him, old woman. Maybe I'll hang on to it."