However, Mr.Watts made no motion toward his well-known hip pocket.

Instead, he rose, flushed slightly, and accepted the hand offered him.
"I'm glad to see you, Mr.Watts," said the journalist, cordially.

"Also, if you are running with the circus and calculate on doing business here to-day, I'll have to see that you are fired out of town before noon.

How are you?
You're looking extremely well." "Mr.Harkless," answered Watts, "I cherish no hard feelings, and I never said but what you done exactly right when I left, three years ago.

No, sir; I'm not here in a professional way at all, and I don't want to be molested.