"Old Tom Plummer," said the boy, and was even able to disclose where old Tom was to be found. Scattergood found him feeding a dozen White Orpingtons.
"Best layers a man can keep," said Scattergood, sincerely. "Man's got to have brains to even raise chickens."
"I git more eggs to the hen than anybody else in town," said old Tom, "but nobody listens to me."
"Own a store buildin' downtown, don't you?"
"Calc'late to."
"If you was to git a chance to rent it, how much would it be a month?"
"Repairs or no repairs?"
"No repairs."
"Twenty dollars."
"G'mornin'," said Scattergood, and turned toward the gate.