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"It isn't a tobacco jar, I tell you!" cried Ikey. "It's like the old Egyptian tear vawses, only different. Seven dollars why it's worth fifteen if it's worth a cent. Ain't it, Hashmi?" "Of a surely, yes," said the Jap, with an inscrutable smile. "But he'll let you have it for just a little more than the wholesale price in Japan, mind you in Japan!" cried Ikey. "Seven dollars. Think of it!"
More of the wares from the big box were displayed and the two other lads took something. Then Dunk insisted on having another look, and bought several "vawses," as Ikey insisted on calling them. "They'll look swell in the room, eh, Andy? he asked. "They sure will. I only hope there's no more rough house or you'll be out several dollars."
Besides, it's filled with straw, you know, so the vawses couldn't smash. He's just got it in this vacant store temporarily. You fellows have the first whack at it." "Well, let's get the whacking over with," suggested Andy. "I had all I wanted at Yale Field this afternoon." They came to a low, dingy building, at the side of which ran a black alley. "In here mind your steps!" warned Ikey.
"Hush!" whispered the Jew. "I want you, my friends, to have the pick of the bargains first. After that the others may come in. If some of the seniors knew of these vawses there wouldn't be one left." "Oh, well we mustn't let that happen!" laughed Dunk. "I know I'm going to get stuck, but lead on, Horatio. I'm game." "Stuck, is it?" cried Ikey, and he seemed hurt at the suggestion.
"It was all Hashmi's fault," declared Ikey. "I believed him when he said his brother in Japan had sent him a box of fine vawses. Hashmi said he didn't need 'em all, and I said maybe we could sell 'em. So I did." "That was all right; but why did you stick up the price?" asked Andy. "A fellow has to make money," returned Ikey, innocently enough, and Dunk laughed. "All right," said Andy's roommate.
Dunk was one of his best customers. "Such a business!" went on Ikey, mocking himself. "It is ornaments, gentlemans! Beautiful ornaments from the Flowery Kingdom. Such vawses such vawses! Is it not, my friend Hashmi Yatta?" and he appealed to the Japanese. "Of a surely they are beautiful," murmured the little yellow lad.
"I'll 'ave the vawses all ready wiv clean water for you," said Eliza. "An' don't you worry about the drorin'-room I'll see as it's nice." "Oh, you can't, Eliza you have no time. I know it's silver-cleaning afternoon." "Aw, I'll squeeze it in some'ow." Eliza stopped suddenly, at a decided footstep in the passage, and began to rattle spoons and forks with a vigour born of long practice.
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