Paul the Peddler, or the Fortunes of a Young Street Merchant  by Horatio Alger
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			public place for an assault, and both boys would have hesitated had they 
			not been incited by a double motive--the desire of gain and a feeling of hostility. They sauntered along, and Mike pressed in close by Paul. "What do you want?" asked Paul, not liking the vicinity. "What's that to you?" demanded Mike. "Quit crowdin' me." "I ain't crowdin'. I've got as much right to be here as you." "Here's your prize packages!" exclaimed Paul, in a businesslike tone. "Maybe I'll buy one if you'll give me credit till to-morrow," said Mike. "Your credit isn't good with me," said Paul. "You must pay cash down." "Then you won't trust me?" said Mike, pressing a little closer. "No, I won't," said Paul, decidedly. "Then, take that, you spalpeen!" said Mike, suddenly pulling Paul's hat over his eyes. At the same time Jim, to whom he had tipped a wink, snatched the basket, which Paul held loosely in his hand, and disappeared round the corner.  | 
		
			
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