human
I hollered too soon, groaned Luck, when he had read it the second time, pushing back his hair distractedly.
gpt
How the devil am I going to send him any positive prints at ten cents a foot or ten cents an inch or any other price? Till I get that shipment of positive, I can't fill any orders at all! And until I begin to fill orders, I can't realize on the film. Can you beat that? I'll have to wire him to wait, and that's two thousand dollars tied up!
human
Aw, gwan! Happy Jack croaked argumentatively.
gpt
Why don't you send him what you took to the Convention?
human
Say, Miguel, you saddle your ridge-runner while I get ready to take this wire hack to town and send it off, he snapped, preparing to write.
gpt
Sure, I'll send that set of prints! Happy, you can go to the head of the class. Now it's only a case of sit tight till the money comes. The prints are packed and in the bank vault, so I'll just get them out and send them C.O.D. to Mr. Crittenden, along with the states rights contract. How's that for luck, boys?
human
Pretty good--for Luck, grinned Andy meaningly.
gpt
Fly at it, you coming millionaire!
human
Just a case of sit tight, boys. _Adios!