True Riches - Or, Wealth Without Wings by T. S. (Timothy Shay) Arthur
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"Not a bit of it--not a bit of it! Had I asked her three dollars a
yard, she would have wanted it for two. So I said six, to begin with, expecting to fall extensively; and, to put a good face on the matter, told her that it cost within a fraction of what I asked to make the importation--remarking, at the same time, that the goods were too rich in quality to bear a profit, and were only kept as a matter of accommodation to certain customers." "And she bought at five?" "Yes; thinking she had obtained the velvet at seventy-five cents a yard less than its cost. Generous customer, truly!" "While you, in reality, made two dollars and a half on every yard she bought." "Precisely that sum." "She had six yards." "Yes; out of which we made a clear profit of fifteen dollars. That will do, I'm thinking. Operations like this count up fast." "Very fast. But, Mr. Jasper"-- "But what, Edward?" "Is it altogether prudent to multiply operations of this character? Won't it make for you a bad reputation, and thus diminish, instead of increasing, your custom?" |
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