get 'em?"

"That is of no moment. What I want to know is,
will you either pay me a fair price for it or loan me a
fair sum on it?"

"Is it yours to sell?"

"It is." There was no trace of resentment in his
voice, nor did he show the slightest irritation at being
asked so pointed a question.

"Vell, I don't keep a pawn-shop. I got no license,
and if I had I vouldn't do it--too much trouble all de
time. Poor vomans, dead-beats, suckers, sneak-thieves
--all kind of peoples you don't vant, to come in the
door vhen you have a pawn-shop."

"Your sign said advances made."

"Vich vun?"

"The one in the window, or I would not have
troubled you."

"Vell, dot means anyting you please. Sometimes I
get olt granfadder vatches dot vay, and olt Sheffield
plate and tings vich olt families sell vhen everybody
is gone dead. Vy do you vant to give dis away? I
vouldn't, if I vas you. You don't look like a man