"
Since MacCandless did not deny this Matt assumed that it was true and
returned to the attack with renewed vigor.
"What do you want for her?"
"Are you acting as a broker in this matter or do you represent
principals who have asked you to interview me? In other words, before
I talk business with you I want to know that you mean business. I
shall waste no time discussing a possible trade unless you assure me
that you have a customer in sight. I am weary of brokers. I've had
forty of them after that vessel from time to time, but no business
ever resulted."
"Which is not at all surprising, considering the circumstances," Matt
retorted. "If you cannot use her yourself you mustn't expect other
people to be over-enthusiastic about owning her. However, I think I
can find business for her, and I've come to buy her myself. You seem
to think a lot of your time, so I'll conserve it for you. I'm the
principal in this deal, and if you really want to get rid of her we'll
do business in two minutes."
"Three hundred thousand dollars," MacCandless answered promptly.
"Listen," said Matt Peasley. "I have fifty thousand dollars of my own
in bank this minute, but I will have to raise two hundred and fifty
thousand more before I can afford to buy your vessel, even if we agree
on that price, which does not seem probable.
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