"There it is, Alfred," said his father, handing the package to
his little son.
"There's a prize inside," said Paul, seeing that they were about
to pass.
"We must look for the prize by all means," said the gentleman.
"What is this? One cent?"
"Yes sir"; and Paul held out a cent to his customer.
"Never mind about that! You may keep the prize."
"I want it, pa," interposed Alfred, with his mouth full of candy.
"I'll give you another," said his father, still declining to
accept the proffered prize.
Paul now found himself in the enviable position of one who, at
eleven o'clock, had succeeded in disposing of his entire stock in
trade, and that at an excellent profit, as we soon shall see.
Business had been more brisk with him than with many merchants on
a larger scale, who sometimes keep open their shops all day
without taking in enough to pay expenses. But, then, it is to be
considered that in Paul's case expenses were not a formidable
item. He had no rent to pay, for one thing, nor clerk hire,
being competent to attend to his entire business single-handed.
All his expense, in fact, was the first cost of his stock in
trade, and he had so fixed his prices as to insure a good profit
on that.
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