He was a cattle dealer as well as a farmer, and having spent a couple of hours in idly eloquent attempts to bring about a general abatement of the rents, he lost his patience.
"Ah, well, your honour!" he said, "I can't stay here all day talking like these men, I must go to the fair at Boyle.

Will you take a deposit-receipt of the bank for ten pounds and give me the pound change?
that'll just be the nine pounds for the half-year's rent.

But all the same, yer honour, those men are all farmers, and it's not out of the farm at all I made the ten pounds, it's out of the dealing!" "But you couldn't deal without a farm, Denis, for the stock," said the agent, as he glanced at the receipt.

He hastily turned it over, and went on, "Just indorse the receipt, and I'll consider your proposition." The receipt was indorsed, and at once taken off by the agent's clerk to the bank to bring back pound-notes for it, while the agent quietly proceeded to fill out the regular form of receipt for a full year's rent, eighteen pounds.

Denis noted what he supposed of course to be the agent's blunder, but like an astute person held his peace.