He wants me to set him a price, and I won't do that--he might give it." He looked shrewdly at Keith.

"Ain't I right ?" "I think so." "He wants me to let him have control of it; but I ain't a-goin' to do that neither." "That's certainly right," said Keith, heartily.
"I tell him I'm a-goin' to hold to that for Phrony.

Phrony says she wants me to sell it to him, too.

But women-folks don't know about business." Keith wondered what effect this piece of information had on Wickersham, and also what further design the old squire had in mind.
"I think it's about time to do something with that land.

If all he says is true,--not about _my_ land (he makes out as _my_ land is situate too far away ever to be much account--fact is, he don't allow I've got any land; he says it's all his anyway), but about other lands--everybody else's land but mine,--it might be a good time to look around.