I want you to explain this very fully to me." "I thought you were quite satisfied with our talk last night," returned Sam, glancing hastily over his shoulder.
"I am, in so far as the investment goes, Sam.

I've promised you that I'd take a good block of stock, and you've promised to make room for me in the company.

I expect to go through with that, but I want to know about this other phase of the matter before I get into any entanglements with opposing factions.

Now you sit right down there and tell me about it." Despairingly Sam sat down and proceeded briefly and concisely to explain to him the various plans of incorporation which had been proposed.

Ten minutes later he almost groaned, as a trap, drawn by a pair of handsome buckskin horses, driven by Princeman and containing Miss Josephine, crunched upon the gravel driveway in front of the porch.