Maybe we can untangle the problem yet.

My advice would be--but never mind that now.

Anyway, I'm your friend in this matter.

I'll let you know the result of my talk with Sam." "I thought that young fellow was a gentleman," mused Col.

Zane as he crossed the green square and started up the hill toward the cabins.
He found the old negro seated on his doorstep.
"Sam, what did you do with a letter Mr.Clarke gave you last October and instructed you to deliver to Betty ?" "I dun recollec' no lettah, sah," replied Sam.
"Now, Sam, don't lie about it.