Run down, Harry, and ask him to step in a minute." Our hero seized his hat, and did as requested.

He returned immediately, followed by Squire Trevor, a stout, puffy little man, reputed shrewd and a capitalist.
"Excuse our calling you in, Squire Trevor," said Ferguson, "but we want to consult you on a matter of business.

Harry, just show the squire Mr.Anderson's letter." The squire read it deliberately.
"Do you want my advice ?" he said, looking up from the perusal.

"Buy the paper.

It is worth what Anderson asks for it." "So I think, but there is a difficulty.