The door of one of these now opened, and Mr.Bacon, the overseer, hastening across the wet grass, greeted Rand and Gaudylock as they dismounted before the white portico.
"Evening, evening, Mr.Rand! I knew you'd be coming up, so I hurried on afore ye.

Caesar and Joab, you take the horses round! Glad to see you, Adam; you too, Mr.Pincornet! Well, Mr.Rand, you spoiled the Egyptians this day! I never saw a finer election! Me and Mr.Fagg were talking of you.

'His father was a fighter before him,' says Mr.Fagg, says he, 'and he's a fighter, too, damn him!' says he, 'and we'll send him higher yet.
Damn the Federalists!' says he.

'He's a taller man than Ludwell Cary!'" "I'm a mighty hungry man, Mr.Bacon," said Rand.

"And so is Adam, and so is Mr.Pincornet! You'll take supper with us, I hope?
We'll make Adam Gaudylock tell us stories of Louisiana." "Thank'ee, Mr.Rand, I will.