"Hauled!" said Williams, in amazed indignation. "Aint you goin' to stick to your deal?"
"I generally make it my custom to stick to my deals," said Bill, looking straight at Williams.
"Well, what about your deal with me last Monday night?" said Williams, angrily.
"Let's see. Last Monday night," said Bill, apparently thinking back; "can't say as I remember any pertickler deal. Any ov you fellers remember?"
No one could recall any deal.
"You don't remember getting any paper from me, I suppose?" said Williams, sarcastically.
"Paper! Why, I believe I've got that there paper onto my person at this present moment," said Bill, diving into his pocket and drawing out Williams' estimate. He spent a few moments in careful scrutiny.
"There ain't no deal onto this as I can see," said Bill, gravely passing the paper to the boys, who each scrutinized it and passed it on with a shake of the head or a remark as to the absence of any sign of a deal. Williams changed his tone. For his part, he was indifferent in the matter.
Then Bill made him an offer.
"Ov course, I believe in supportin' home-grown
