And you let Guthrie, that he may stand in solidly with the very woman you have your eye on, sell you--what?
Fire-extinguishers?
Not much! Not fire-extinguishers at all, but useless, no-account lung-testers! Lung-testers, that he makes you pay one hundred dollars for, and that you will have to throw away.

That is what they are, lung-testers, and you can pocket a loss of one hundred dollars, and buy four real fire-extinguishers now, as the ordinance tells you, and makes you!" The butcher's mouth opened and his eyes stared.

He felt weakly behind him for the edge of the table, pawing uncertainly in the air.
"That's all I have to say to YOU," said the attorney.

"If you like that kind of thing, you are welcome.

If you are willing to be cheated it is nothing to me.