§ 193 Taking Nothing From Nothing
It was a striking coincidence that the new clerk at the soda-fountain was locally regarded as being a half-wit, and that the individual who approached him also happened to be the possessor of one of those fractional intellects.
“What’ll it be?” inquired semi-idiot number one.
“A glass of plain soda without flavor.”
“Without what flavor?”
The customer pondered this for a brief space.
“Without chocolate flavor,” he said.
“You can’t have it without chocolate flavor,” answered the soda-jerker. “Because we ain’t got no chocolate. You’ll have to take it without vanilly!”