Wild Boys of the Road Page #2

- Just a minute, Edward.

I may as well tell you now as later.

You were right,

your mother has been crying.

Why? What's the matter?

Tonight, I finished up

at the cement company.

I've been laid off indefinitely.

Oh, gee, Dad. No fooling.

You're old enough

to realize the seriousness of it.

It's not easy for a man of my age

to step right into another position.

So for a while, we'll all have

to economize till I find something.

Oh, I will. I'll cut down on everything.

Gee, it's too bad Mom had to order me

that new suit yesterday.

No, I'm sorry, dear. I'm afraid

we'll have to cancel that tomorrow.

Oh, I don't know.

I guess we can stand the suit.

No, sir, nothing doing.

I didn't like it, did I, Ma?

Remember?

I said I didn't want a gray one.

Because it looked

too much like my brown one.

Remember?

Yes, I remember you didn't like it.

Come, get to bed. It's getting late.

Good night, Dad.

Good night, son.

Good night, dear.

- Hello, Dad.

- Son.

- No luck, huh?

- Not very much.

Saw Jenkins at the lumber company.

He didn't give me

very much encouragement.

Oh, well. Don't you worry.

You'll get something soon now.

Go wash up. Luncheon's ready.

Well, I'd say about $ 15.

Oh, gee, Mr. Cadmust.

Eddie paid $ 14

two months ago for those tires.

Yes, and not counting that pbbt horn

that you sold me yourself for 65 cents.

Well, I don't know if she's worth 15.

She may run,

but there's no telling how long.

Sounds to me like

a cracked cylinder head or...

Or a broken clutch plate.

Maybe there's a rough bearing or two.

As far as the body goes,

why, she's all bent on the side...

...and the rear end is way out of line.

Mr. Cadmust, what are you talking about?

This is a sweet little bus.

We've had her up to 46

and, boy, she hums like an airplane motor.

Tommy and I tuned it up ourselves.

Didn't we, Tommy?

- Well, what do you want to sell her for?

- Well, you see, it's...

- Well, it's like this...

- He has to, Mr. Cadmust.

His father hasn't been...

You see, my father's been kind of hinting

that maybe he's gonna get me a new car.

Well, this one would be in the way.

We only got a single garage.

I see.

Well, I thought maybe

if you'd give me $3o for her...

Oh, shucks, I'll give you 2o.

That's the best I can do.

Oh, gee, Mr. Cadmust.

Couldn't you make it 22?

Well, I don't know.

- Have you got your owner certificate?

- Yes, sir.

Right here, and it's all signed too.

Mm.

Well, all right.

There's 1 o.

And there's 15.

And there's 2o.

And 21, 22.

Darn, I'll bet I get stuck on this.

Gee, thanks, Mr. Cadmust.

Can I drive it out in back for you

by the used cars there?

Never mind, Eddie.

I'm figuring on junking her...

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