He has a chance of another place." "Oh, he has, eh?
Big rush on, eh?
Well, don't you close until I see you some time to-morrow, partner." Mr.Sleighter scented another salvage deal, his keen eyes gleamed a bit, the firm lips were pressed a little more closely together.
"And say," he said, turning back, "I don't wonder you can't do business.
I couldn't do anything myself with a missis like yours.

I couldn't get any smooth work over with her lookin' at me like that, durned if I could.

Well, good-night; see you to-morrow." Mr.Sleighter spent the early hours of the following day among the farmers with whom his salvage deal had brought him into contact.

The wrecker's instinct was strong in him, and besides he regarded with abhorrence the tactics of Mr.Martin and welcomed an opportunity to beat that gentleman at his own game.

He could easily outbid the Martin offer and still buy the farm at a low price.