But's I said: I'm interested in that
sort o' thing.
MRS. WOLFF
I believes you. I wouldn't mind havin' a thing like that myself.
WULKOW
How do we stand now? Sixteen?
MRS. WOLFF
Nothin' less'n eighteen'll do. Not under eighteen--that's what Julius
said. I wouldn't dare show up with sixteen. No, sir. When that man takes
somethin' like that into his head! [_JULIUS comes in._] Well, Julius, you
said eighteen shillin's, didn't you?
JULIUS
What's that I said?
MRS. WOLFF
Are you hard o' hearin' again for a change? You said yourself: not under
eighteen. You told me not to sell the stag for less.
JULIUS
I said?... Oh, yes, that there piece o' venison! That's right. H-m. An'
that ain't a bit too much; either.
WULKOW
[_Taking' out money and counting it._] We'll make an end o' this.
Seventeen shillin's. Is it a bargain?
MRS. WOLFF
You're a great feller, you are! That's what I said exactly: he don't
hardly have to come in the door but a person is taken in!
WULKOW
[_Has unrolled a sack which had been hidden about his person._] Now help
me shoot it right in here. [_MRS. WOLFF helps him place the venison in
the sack._] An' if by some chanst you should come to hear o' somethin'
like that--what I means is, just f'r instance--a--fur coat like that, f'r
instance.
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