Fifty cents, I believe?
Is that satisfactory ?" "Quite satisfact'ry, ma'am," said the substitute, as he rose from his bench and removed his hat, which had been on his head during the interview.

Mrs.Prency started towards the door, but stopped suddenly and turned back.
"Mr.Kimper, the young man, Mr.Bartram, of whom I spoke to you,--I really believe he is inclined to come and talk to you, and perhaps talk a great deal, about what you seem to believe very sincerely and what he doesn't believe at all.

I hope you won't change your mind through anything that can be said to you by a person of that kind, or by any person whatever ?" "Mrs.Prency," said the cobbler's substitute, taking his hat from the bench on which he had placed it and circling it in his hand as if he were endeavoring to stimulate his mental faculties, "whatever I believe on that subject I'm goin' to stick to, an' nobody, not even if he is the best lawyer in the county, or your husband himself, or the judge of the biggest court in the United States, is goin' to change my mind about it." "Thank you, Mr.Kimper.I might have known as much from what I heard during your remarks the other night.

I only wanted to say to you that Mr.Bartram is a very smart talker and very quick to see whatever mistakes any one else may make." "If I make any mistakes," said Sam, "it's because of somebody who's a great deal smarter than I am, who don't back me up as much as I need for the time-bein'." "Good-day, Mr Kimper," said the lady.
"Good-day, ma'am," said the ex-convict.
He stood in the dingy shop looking out of the window at the retreating form of the lady, and then at the gathering clouds over the evening sunset, and at the houses on the opposite side of the street, apparently that he might divert his mind from something.

Then he looked at the coin which he had received for the work, as if it were an amulet or a charm.
Suddenly his attention was distracted by the appearance, on the other side of the street, of a very pretty young woman, accompanied by a young man in good attire and of fine bearing.
"Well, well," said the ex-convict, "I wonder if that's what it means?
That's Bartram himself, as sure as I'm born, an' with him is Mrs.
Prency's only daughter an' only child.