Jarius. Why, bless your soul, I’m one of the directors in that air Phœnix.
Douglas. Confusion!
Jarius. Jes’ so. Mrs. Nutter, don’t be scart. Will’s all right on that p’int.
Hannah. I knew he was. Poor boy, he has enemies who would rob him of his good name.
Jarius. Jes’ so. But this ere sneak didn’t make much of a speck when he tried it on. Mr. Douglas, I’d git eout if I was in yeour place.
Douglas. Mr. Jarius Jordan, your bare assertion that you are a director in this bank will not serve. I still hold my charge of forgery against Will Nutter.
Jarius. Jes’ so. Well, you hold it. It won’t hurt anybody if it goes off; but I’m inclined to think it’ll kick like thunder.
Enter John, L.
John. Ah, Douglas! I’ve been up to see you. I’m all anxiety to hear from the Carom stock. Has it gone up?
Douglas. No; but the mine has.