"Enjoy yourself while you may," said Sharpley to himself. "Your time is short."
"What tavern are you goin' to put up at?" asked Mr. Tarbox.
"I don't know," said Frank. "Perhaps Colonel Sharpley can tell you."
Sharpley turned around, and looked at the Yankee superciliously.
"I really have not decided," he said.
"I thought I'd like to put up at the same," said Mr. Tarbox, "seein' as I know you. May be we might ride in the same carriage to the tavern."
"I prefer not to add to my party, sir," said Colonel Sharpley, frigidly.
"Oh, you needn't flare up," said Jonathan Tarbox, coolly. "I'm willin' to pay my share of the bill."
"I must decline making any arrangement with you, sir," said Sharpley as he moved away.