“Well?” she repeated. “What's well? What do you mean by that?”
“Nothin's I know of. You said you came to see me about some business or other. What sort of business?”
“I came to see you about gettin' some money. I need some money just now and—”
Solomon interrupted her.
“Humph!” he grunted. “I cal'lated as much.”
“You cal'lated it! For the land sakes—why?”
“Because you begun by sayin' you was a relation of mine. I've got a good many relations floatin' around loose and there ain't nary one of 'em ever come to see me unless 'twas to get money. If I give money to all my relations that asked for it I'd be a dum sight poorer'n I be now.”
Thankful was by this time thoroughly angry.
“Look here,” she snapped. “If I'd come to you expectin' you to GIVE me any money I'd be an idiot as well as a relation. Far's that last part goes I ain't any prouder of it than you are.”
This pointed remark had no more effect than the statement of relationship. Mr. Cobb was quite unruffled.