"I am very glad to meet you, sir.

I am indeed.

Bill, take care of Mr .-- --" He paused, and looked at the latter.
"Mose--Mose Harding," interpolated Mose.
"Put in Harding's horse.

Come right in, Mr.Harding; I reckon dinner is in process of simmering by this time." "Call me Mose," said the youth.

"That's what Delmar called me." Reynolds smiled.