"Have you breakfasted Colonel ?" "Hastily.

Cup of coffee.

Can't trust any coffee I don't import myself.
But I put up a basket of provisions,--wife would put in a few delicacies, women always will, and a half dozen of that Burgundy, I was telling you of Mr.Briefly.

By the way, you never got to dine with me." And the Colonel strode away to the wagon and looked under the seat for the basket.
Apparently it was not there.

For the Colonel raised up the flap, looked in front and behind, and then exclaimed, "Confound it.