“I wouldn’t think so,” says Kinderhook, with another wink, “and some day I’ll show it to you.”
“Have you got it here?” says Catty.
“You bet I have,” says Kinderhook.
“Right in the hotel?” says Catty.
“Right where I can keep my eye on it day and night,” says Kinderhook.
“When kin I see it, then?”
“Oh, some day pretty soon, when the brooks flow uphill, you come around, and I’ll take you up to my room and let you look it over.”
“I won’t put in a cent till I see it,” says Catty, and Kinderhook laughed and slapped his knee. “I’m not asking anybody to invest,” says he, “but folks around here seem to be mighty anxious to buy some stock, just the same.”
“Come on,” says Catty to me. “We’ll be back,” says he to Kinderhook, “but mind, we won’t put in a cent till we see the churn.” As we went down the street Catty says: “There, that’s somethin’. We know he keeps it in his room, and we’ve got to figger to git a look at it.”
“How?” says I.