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“I must have a dozen pieces of those goods to-day,” said he, as he met Mr. Lladd.

“Very well. They are at your service.”

“You’ll sell them at ten and a quarter, I suppose?”

Mr. Lladd shook his head.

“But you offered them at that, you know.”

“I offered the whole lot at that price, and the offer is still open; though I am in no way particular about selling.”

Since ten dollars and a quarter a piece had been mentioned; the idea of paying more had become entirely obliterated from the mind of Eldon.

“But if you can sell for ten and a quarter, three months, you can sell for the same, cash.”

“Yes, so I can; but I don’t mean to do it.”

The merchant felt a little fretted. Eldon was disappointed. He stood chaffering for some time longer; but finding it impossible to bring Lladd over to his terms, he finally agreed to take the two hundred pieces at ten and a quarter, on his note at three months.

Still he was far from being satisfied. He had fully believed that the merchant was pressed for money, and that he would in consequence be able to drive a hard bargain with him. Notwithstanding he had been compelled to go to Lladd, and to accept his terms, he yet believed that money was an object to him, and that, rather than not have the sale confirmed, he would let it be closed at ten dollars a piece, on a note at six months. So firmly was he impressed with this idea, that he finally concluded to assume, boldly, that ten dollars was the price agreed upon, and to affect surprise that the bill expressed any other rate.

In due time, the goods were delivered and the bill sent in. Immediately upon this being done, Eldon called upon the merchant and said, in a confident manner, as he laid the bill he had received upon his desk.

“You’ve made a mistake, haven’t you?”

“How?”

“In charging these goods.”

“No. I told you the price would be ten and a quarter, didn’t I?”

“I believe not. I understood the terms to be ten dollars, at six months.”

“You offered that, but I positively refused it.”

“I am sure I understood you as accepting my offer, and ordered the goods to be sent home under that impression.”

“If so, you erred,” coolly replied Lladd.

“I can’t take them at the price called for in this bill,” said Eldon, assuming a positive air, and thinking, by doing so, Lladd would deem it his better policy to let the goods go at ten dollars.

“Then you can send them home,” replied the merchant, in a manner that offended Eldon.

“Very well, I will do so, and you may keep your goods,” he retorted, betraying, as he spoke, a good deal of warmth.

And the goods were sent back, both parties feeling offended; Lladd at the glaring attempt made to overreach him, and Eldon because the other would not submit to be overreached.

On the day following, Eldon started out in search of another lot of the goods he wanted, and thought himself fortunate in meeting with some in the hands of a dealer named Miller, but demurred when twelve dollars and a half a piece were asked for them.

“I can’t take less,” was replied.

“But,” said Eldon, “Lladd has the same article for ten and a half.”

“You don’t pretend to put his goods alongside of mine?” returned Miller.

Eldon examined them more closely.

“They are better, it is true. But the difference is not so great as the price.”

“Look again.”

Another close examination was made.

“They are finer and thicker certainly. But you ask too much for them.”

“It’s my lowest price. They will bring it in the market, which is now bare.”

“Won’t you let me have a dozen pieces at twelve dollars?” asked Eldon.

“Can’t sell a piece for less than what I said.”

Eldon hung on for some time, but finally ordered a dozen pieces to be sent home, and paid the bill, though with a bad grace. Still, he was so angry with Lladd because he had shown a proper resentment at the effort made to overreach him, that he determined to buy no more of his goods if he could supply himself at a higher price. Thus matters went on for five or six months, Eldon supplying himself at the store of Miller, and reconciling himself to the serious advance in price, with the reflection that Lladd’s goods were remaining dead on his hands.