CHAPTER V.
When I found that Blissam was ahead of me, notwithstanding my being out so early, I felt as if I should be glad to get away from him as soon as I could. He was altogether too numerous for me. He had told me he wasn't going to cut prices, and I was very sure I did not want to do it, but I made up my mind I was going to get my share of the trade, cut or no cut.
I began with talk to Mr. Jewell about a single-barrel breech-loader our house was controlling, and quoted it at $7.20, sixty days.
“Is that the F. & W. gun?” he asked.
“Yes, sir.”
“Why, Blissam quotes that at $7.”
The deuce he did! Yet he was the boy that didn't intend to cut.
“Was his price net?”
“No, two off, ten days.”