But the pedler was wary, and knew his man.

The lurking smile and sneer of the speaker had enough in them for the purposes of warning, and he replied evasively:-- "Well, colonel, you shall see them by next Tuesday or Wednesday.

I should be glad to have a trade with you--the money's no object--and if you have furs, or skins, or anything that you like to get off your hands, there's no difficulty, that I can see, to a long bargain." "But why not trade now, Bunce ?--what's to hinder us now?
I sha'n't be in the village after Monday." "Well, then, colonel, that'll just suit me, for I did calkilate to call on you at the farm, on my way into the nation where I'm going looking out for furs." "Yes, and live on the best for a week, under some pretence that your nag is sick, or you sick, or something in the way of a start--then go off, cheat, and laugh at me in the bargain.

I reckon, old boy, you don't come over me in that way again; and I'm not half done with you yet about the kettles.

That story of yours about the hot and cold may do for the pigeons, but you don't think the hawks will swallow it, do ye?
Come--out with your notions!" "Oh, to be sure, only give a body time, colonel," as, pulled by the collar, with some confusion and in great trepidation, responded the beleagured dealer in clocks and calicoes--"they shall all be here in a day or two at most.