“No; what is it?”
“Your nephew Jefferson Pettigrew has got back.”
“You don’t mean so. There, Jefferson, that’s one comfort.”
“And they say he has brought home five hundred dollars.”
“That’s more’n I thought he’d bring. Where is he?”
“Over at the tavern. He’s brought a young man with him, leastways a boy, that’s got a lot of money.”
“The boy?”
“Yes; he’s from New York, and is a friend of Jefferson’s.”
“Well, I’m glad he’s back. Why didn’t he come here?”
“It’s likely he would if the boy wasn’t with him.”