A conscious suspicious fear, that John’s affair would not succeed, and that they had perhaps been too hasty, made the old man uneasy, and imparted his uneasiness to all about him.
CHAPTER XIV.
THE HORSEMAN.
IN the evening of the same day that John had ridden forth from Zusmarshofen, Raven Zacky came to Farmer Rodel’s, and sitting with him in his back room, read a letter to him in a low voice.
“A hundred dollars, crown dollars, I must have when the thing is settled, and promised in writing too,” said Raven Zacky.
“I should think fifty were enough—that is a good bit of money.”
“No, not a groschen less than a round hundred—but then I make you a present of double the sum; I do it willingly for you and your sister. I could get in Endringen, or in Siebenhöfen, as much again. Your Rose is a respectable farmer’s daughter; that cannot be denied—but for any thing else they might ask she is not remarkable. What are a dozen such worth?”
“Be silent—no more of that.”
“Yes, yes, I will be silent, and not disturb your writing. Now give me the receipt.”