I'll sell anything I have except my wife and the bull pup." "Good! I reckoned that was about the size of it," chuckled Ainsworth, passing a hand across his face to hide his expression of satisfaction.
"What's your figger ?" "Half a million." "Feet ?" "No.

Dollars." "Are you crazy ?" "Yes." "Ha, ha! I see.

You're one of those funny fellows," laughed the agent.
"That's all right, Pard.

Have your little joke, and now let's get down to business.

What'll ye take cash down, balance ninety days, for the section ?" "Half a million.