What he's tryin' to tell you," he explained, turning to Grover, "is that the other day, when I was over to Wapatomac, old Sylvester Sage over there paid me fourteen hundred dollars in cash and when I got back here all I could find was a thousand.

That's what you're tryin' to say, ain't it ?" turning to Jed once more.
"Yes--yes, that's it, Sam.

That's it." "Course it's it.

But what do you want me to say it for?
And what are you runnin' around with all that money in your hands for?
That's what I want to know." Jed swallowed hard.

"Well, Sam," he stammered, "that--that's what I was goin' to tell you.