And she wants a good deal, I will give in," he added, with his quiet drawl.
His caller did not speak.

Jed whistled a few mournful bars and sharpened a chisel on an oilstone.
"If John D.Vanderbilt should come around courtin' Maud," he went on, after a moment, "I don't know as Sam would cal'late he was good enough for her.

Anyhow he'd feel that 'twas her that was doin' the favor, not John D..

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