But he was not going to give up without a struggle.
"You are evidently trying to impose upon me," he said, mentally bracing up.

"You wish to extort money from me." "So I do," said the tramp quietly.
"Ha! you admit it ?" exclaimed the squire.
"Certainly; I wouldn't have taken the trouble to come here at great expense and inconvenience if I hadn't been expecting to make some money." "Then you have come to the wrong person; I repeat it, you've come to the wrong person!" said the squire, straightening his back and eying his companion sternly.
"I begin to think I have," assented the visitor.
"Ha! he weakens!" thought Squire Davenport.

"My good man, I recommend you to turn over a new leaf, and seek to earn an honest living, instead of trying to levy blackmail on men of means." "An honest living!" repeated the tramp, with a laugh.

"This advice comes well from you." Once more the squire felt uncomfortable and apprehensive.
"I don't understand you," he said irritably.

"However, as you yourself admit, you have come to the wrong person." "Just so," said the visitor, rising.