Part 23 (1/2)
”That's the beauty of them, Mr. Gunsmith. The tint is obtained with antimony.”
”It is settled, then, that we give you five Louis?”
”Allow me to observe that I had the honour of saying six.”
The gunsmith lowered his voice.
”Hark you, master. Take advantage of the opportunity. Get rid of this thing. A weapon of this kind is of no use to a man like you. It will make you remarked.”
”It is very true,” said the Parisian. ”It is rather conspicuous. It is more suited to a gentleman.”
”Will you take five Louis?”
”No, six; one for every shot.”
”Come, six Napoleons.”
”I will have six Louis.”
”You are not a Bonapartist, then. You prefer a Louis to a Napoleon.”
The Parisian nicknamed ”Redskin” smiled.
”A Napoleon is greater,” said he, ”but a Louis is worth more.”
”Six Napoleons.”
”Six Louis. It makes a difference to me of four-and-twenty francs.”
”The bargain is off in that case.”
”Good: I keep the toy.”
”Keep it.”
”Beating me down! a good idea! It shall never be said that I got rid like that of a wonderful specimen of ingenuity.”
”Good-night, then.”
”It marks a whole stage in the progress of making pistols, which the Chesapeake Indians call Nortay-u-Hah.”
”Five Louis, ready money. Why, it is a handful of gold.”
”'Nortay-u-Hah,' that signifies 'short gun.' A good many people don't know that.”
”Will you take five Louis, and just a bit of silver?”
”I said six, master.”