"And yours?"
"Roger Morr."
"Morr, eh? Do you belong around here?"
"No, sir, I come from near Hemson."
"Oh! Then you ain't related to Mr. Samuel Morr, of Bainridge?"
"I am. He is my uncle."
"Are you Senator Morr's son?"
"Yes, sir."
"Oh!" The farmer's face changed slightly. "Well, that makes a difference. I know Mr. Samuel Morr quite well," he continued, but did not add that Roger's uncle held his note for two hundred dollars, and he wished the same renewed for three months. "Of course, if you are Senator Morr's son it is all right, and I am sure you didn't have anything to do with the robbery."