Bennett—Twenty dollars.
Landlord—Does it keep good time?
Bennett—It goes well, don’t it, Johnny (giving him a wink.)
John—Yes, sir. (May God forgive me for this lie.)
Landlord—I will take it, but you must try to pay the rent before the close of the month.
Bennett—I will, sir. Our circulation is rapidly increasing, ain’t it, Johnny?
John (pale as death)—Y-e-s, s-i-r. (O, Heavenly Father, do forgive me for another lie.)
Landlord—Good day, Mr. Bennett, and may success attend your enterprise.
Bennett—Good by, sir, but don’t call again until the very last week in the month.
Landlord—I will be as lenient as I can. Good day. (He goes.)