With affected reluctance and hesitation he put his hand to his breast-pocket.
"Of course," he said, "if you're kalkilatin' to take up the quar'll on YOUR rights, and ez Cressy ain't anythin' more to me, YOU orter hev the proofs.

Only don't trust them into that hound's hands.

Once he gets 'em again he'll secure a warrant agin you for stealin'.

That'll be his game.
I'd show 'em to HER first--don't ye see ?--and I reckon ef she's old Ma'am McKinstry's darter, she'll make it lively for him." He handed the letters to the looming figure before him.

It seemed to become again a yielding mortal, and said in a hesitating voice, "P'r'aps you'd better make tracks outer this, Seth, and leave me yer to put things to rights and fix up that door and the desk agin to-morrow mornin'.