"What do you expect to make out of it ?" he asked, bluntly.
"Nothing.

I am not even sure that I have any active hope of a higher rate of interest in the other world for it.

I am not as sound in the doctrines as you, doctor." Squire Eben laughed, but the other turned on him sternly.
"If you are doing this for the sake of Abel Edwards's widow and her children, you are acting from a mistaken sense of charity, and showing poor judgment," said he.
Squire Eben laughed again.

"You made no reply to my proposition, doctor," he said.
"You are in earnest ?" "I am." "You understand what you are doing ?" "I certainly do.

I am giving you between fifteen and sixteen hundred dollars' worth of land for a thousand." "There is no merit nor charity in such foolish measures as this," said the doctor, half suspicious that there was more behind this, and not put to shame but aroused to a sense of superiority by such drivelling idiocy of benevolence.
"Dare say you're right, doctor," returned Squire Eben.