What'll you take ?" "What'll you give ?" was Hugh's Yankee-like response, while the colonel, struck by Hugh's peculiar manner, settled himself back in his buggy and announced himself ready to trade.
Hugh knew he could trust the colonel, and after a moment's hesitation told of his embarrassments, and asked the loan of five hundred dollars, offering Rocket as security, with the privilege of redeeming him in a year.
"You ask a steep sum," he said, "but I take it you are in a tight spot and don't know what else to do.

That girl in the snow bank--I'll be hanged if that was ever made quite clear to me." "It is to me, and that is sufficient," Hugh answered, while the old colonel replied: "Good grit, Hugh.

I like you for that.

In short, I like you for everything, and that's why I was sorry about that New York lady.

You see, it may stand in the way of your getting a wife by and by, that's all." "I shall never marry," Hugh answered, thinking of the Golden Haired.
"No ?" the colonel replied.