"What promise?"
"Why, to come over and buy that outfit I am going to sell you. It's all here, but the supplies we'll have to get up at Maritzburg."
"I didn't promise to buy any outfit of you," said Oscar.
"You didn't?" cried the cattle-dealer. "Did I not say to you, the last thing before I left you yesterday, 'Remember that that is a promise between gentlemen, and that I am to have the first chance'?"
"You did. And what did I say?"
"You said you would take it."
"You are mistaken. You asked me to think it over, and I told you I would do so."
"What conclusion have you come to?"
"That I don't want any of your things. I can do better."