HOW HUGH PAID HIS DEBTS The perspiration was standing in great drops about Hugh's quivering lips, and his face was white as ashes, as, near the close of that interview, he hoarsely asked: "Do I understand you, sir, that Rocket will cancel this debt and leave you my debtor for one hundred dollars ?" "Yes, that was my offer, and a most generous one, too, considering how little horses are bringing," and Harney smiled villainously as he thought within himself: "Easier to manage than I supposed.

I believe my soul I offered too much.

I should have made it an even thing." Hugh knew how long this plan had been premeditated, and his blood boiled madly when he heard it suggested, as if that moment had given it birth.
Still he restrained himself, and asked the question we have recorded, adding, after Harney's reply: "And suppose I do not care to part with Rocket ?" Harney winced a little, but answered carelessly: "Money, of course, is just as good.

You know how long I've waited.

Few would have done as well." Yes, Hugh knew that, but Rocket was as dear to him as his right eye, and he would almost as soon have plucked out the one as sold the other.
"I have not the money," he said, frankly, "and I cannot part with Rocket.