You could do it, too, without turning a hair, if you"d just puncture a few of these wind-bags that come along, and get down to work!"
"Oh, pshaw! Perny; there"s plenty of time," said Van Dorn, pacifically.
"Stony and I are Committee on Circulation."
"That"s so," said Livingstone. "We had one man to-day who wanted to put copies of our first issue into seventeen million packages of starch for distribution throughout the entire civilized world. Van told him it was a stiff proposition."
"He didn"t see the joke, though," complained Van Dorn, in a grieved voice, "and he looked at us pityingly when I told him we had a better scheme."
"You didn"t hint at what it was, of course," said Perner, anxiously.
"Not much! He"d have gobbled it up in a minute if I had."
Perner dropped into a chair and stretched out his feet.
"When Bates comes we"ll turn a lot of these fellows over to him," he mused aloud. "The rooms below us are empty. We"ll get them and put him in there. Then we can all get down to work."
"Those rooms will more than double the rent, won"t they?" asked Van Dorn.
"Yes; but we can"t have that gang up here, even if it trebles it. We"re not going to have any too much money, either, to run us through. The engraving bill came in to-day, and the letter postage is no small item.
There"ll be a bill for composition on the 1st, and it"ll be a good deal, because we"ve changed the style of type so often. Then, Bates"s salary will commence right away, and he"ll probably have to have a stenographer, and an allowance for incidentals, and a desk and some other furniture. You see, Frisby had a lot of things when he took the "Voice" that we"ll have to buy, and it"s like building a house--it always takes more than you expect it to. Of course, when we once get started we"ll have money to throw at the birds, but, whatever Frisby may have done, it"s beginning to be pretty clear to me that we"ll have to throw a good deal into other places before that time comes. You and Stony had better be hustling on a little outside work, too, so, in case of another a.s.sessment--"
They drifted over to the Continental for lunch, where presently Barrifield joined them. The Continental was handy and it was also cheaper than some of the places they had heretofore frequented.
Barrifield was aglow with a sort of triumphant excitement.
"I"ve just seen Bates," he began, as he seated himself. "Great! Told me more about advertising in five minutes than I ever dreamed of. I could hardly get away from him."
"Why didn"t you bring him along?" said Livingstone.
"Well, you see," said Barrifield, lowering his voice, "he"d been out hustling all the morning, and he"d had a drink or two,--they have to do that, you know,--and I didn"t know but he"d want to talk too much. He"s all right, though. The smartest man I ever knew couldn"t do business well until he"d had a few drinks."
"That"s so!" a.s.sented Perner. "There"s lots of people that way. When"s he coming?"
"Monday. And I engaged a circulation man, too."
Barrifield paused to note the effect of this remark. The others were regarding him questioningly. They had not calculated on an expense in this direction for the present.
"He doesn"t cost anything, either," he added triumphantly.
The look all around became one of pleasure. Barrifield explained.
"An old war-horse," he said. "Been circulation manager for some of the greatest publications in the country. Retired from the business years ago. Been speculating more or less since, and not doing much of anything lately. Great traveler, and used to write, too. Money probably to live on now, and wants to get back into the smoke of battle for the mere joy of the thing. He happened into the "Home" office while I was there, and heard we were starting the "Whole Family." Said he"d be delighted to come and help us out until we got to going, and then we could do what we wanted to with him. I closed a bargain on the spot. He can take a big load off of you fellows. Great, isn"t it?"
"Bully!" said Van Dorn. "I suppose he"ll want to buy some stock later on, though."
Barrifield looked wise.
"That"s what I suspected," he admitted. "Well, if he does us a good turn now, we might let him have a share or two later, eh, fellows?"
The others a.s.sented eagerly. They were not to be outdone in liberality.
They knew nothing of this new acquisition, but Barrifield"s description appealed to them.
"We"ll put him down-stairs with Bates," reflected Perner.
"What"s his name, Barry?" asked Van Dorn.
"Hazard--Colonel Hazard. Officer in the Civil War. All the big battles.
If we got pinched before the returns come he"d loan us money, too."
"That"s good," said Perner. "We may need it."
They studied the bill of fare intently.
"They serve all portions for two here, don"t they?" asked Perner, rather cautiously, at last.
A waiter standing near by replied in the affirmative.
"That soup looks good," suggested Van Dorn. "Creme of tomatoes with rice. Suppose we try two portions of that?"
Livingstone hastily referred to the price, which he was gratified to find was unusually moderate.
"By gad, yes," he said. "Tomato soup--that"s it! It"s good and substantial."
"Filling," agreed Van Dorn.
"And corn-beef hash," said Perner. "I haven"t had any corn-beef hash for a dog"s age."
"Let"s see," said Livingstone and Van Dorn together.
There was another hasty and surrept.i.tious reference to the price.
"Hash, that"s it!" suddenly exclaimed Barrifield, who had also been studying the various economies set forth on the rather elaborate list.
"Nice brown hash without the poached egg or any tr.i.m.m.i.n.gs. Just good, plain, old-fashioned hash! Two portions of soup and two of hash will make a lunch fit for a king. It makes my mouth water to think about it.
What shall we have to drink?"
"I find it interferes with my work, afternoons," said Perner. "Nothing for me."
"Me, too," agreed Van Dorn. "I"m going to do without even coffee in the middle of the day."
"Same here," said Livingstone.
"How about pie?" suggested Barrifield, wistfully.
Perner"s eyes, too, grew hungry at the sound of the word, but he maintained silence. A peculiar smile grew about Van Dorn"s mouth.
"They won"t serve two portions of pie for four of us, I suppose," he said.
There was a laugh in which all joined, and the flimsy wall of pretense was swept away.
"Let"s own up, boys," said Barrifield, "it"s a matter of economy just now with all of us. We"ll be lunching at Del"s this time next year, but for a few months we want to go a little slow. Let"s have pie, though, once more, anyway."