Nat and I are old friends; he'll pass me.' I guess you can do the same, can't you, being as you're in his place, and I'm an old friend of your family?
You needn't say anything about it, and I'll do as much for you some day." John Jay looked puzzled.

Before he could reply George walked out on the porch and stood beside him.

He bowed to the man politely.

"I'll take the toll, if you please, Mr.Boden.Put up the bar, John." The man hesitated a moment, then tossed him the change, and gave the horses a cut with his whip that sent them dashing down the road.
"If he wasn't jus' tryin' to sneak his way through 'thout payin'!" exclaimed John Jay, indignantly.

George made no comment, but John Jay seemed unable to quit talking about the occurrence.