I could see no use in repeating my conversation with Captain Jed.
Dorinda nodded.
"Goin' to tell the town to go--where you sent the other one ?" she asked, dryly.
"I don't know." "Humph! Well," with some sarcasm, "it must be fine to be in a position where money's no object.

I never tried it, myself, but it sounds good." I did not answer.
"Um-hm," she said.

"Well, anyhow it looks to me--Lute, you keep still--as if there was goin' to be two parties in Denboro afore this Lane business is over.

One for the Coltons and one against 'em.

You'll have to take one side or the other, won't you, Roscoe ?" "Not necessarily." "Goin' to set on the fence, hey ?" "That's a good place TO sit, isn't it ?" Dorinda smiled, grimly.
"If it's the right kind of a fence, maybe 'tis," she observed.
"Otherwise the pickets are liable to make you uncomf'table after a spell, I presume likely." I went out soon after this, for my evening smoke and walk by the bluff.
As I left the dining-room I heard Lute reiterating his belief that I had gone crazy.