“I will have six Louis.”
“You are not a Bonapartist, then. You prefer a Louis to a Napoleon.”
The Parisian nicknamed “Redskin” smiled.
“A Napoleon is greater,” said he, “but a Louis is worth more.”
“Six Napoleons.”
“Six Louis. It makes a difference to me of four-and-twenty francs.”
“The bargain is off in that case.”
“Good: I keep the toy.”
“Keep it.”
“Beating me down! a good idea! It shall never be said that I got rid like that of a wonderful specimen of ingenuity.”