"I own the lease and the business."
"Got a license, I suppose?"
"Of course."
"We want to buy the business."
"The devil you do!"
This was said with a good deal of energy, and with some show of interest.
"That's what we want," said Barney.
"You vill sell, eh?" put in Jake.
"I shall be blamed glad to sell, provided I don't have to give the place away."
"All right, we're the men to talk with you," said Barney, confidently.