"I don't want that sort. I want something on the order of those in the
window marked nine dollars and a half."

"Oh, all right."

Several suits were brought forth, and one was found that fitted Joe
exceedingly well.

"You guarantee this to be all wool?" asked the boy.

"Every thread of it."

"Then I'll take it."

"Very well; the price is twelve dollars."

"Isn't it like that in the window?"

"On that order, but a trifle better."

"It seems to me to be about the same suit. I'll give you nine dollars
and a half."

"I can't take it. I'll give it to you for eleven and a half. That is our
best figure."

"Then I'll go elsewhere for a suit," answered Joe, and started to leave
the clothing establishment.

"Hold on, don't be so fast!" cried the clerk, catching him by the arm.