“Fairly well.”

“Have you heard anything more of Jabez Garrison or from the railroad company?”

“Nothing from that rascal, Garrison. The railroad sent their lawyer to see Mr. Begoin.”

“And what was the result?”

“He told them that I would accept two thousand dollars. Their lawyer offered twelve hundred.”

“He didn’t accept it, did he?”

“No; he told the railroad man it must be two thousand, or we would bring suit.”

“And Mr. Begoin thinks you will get it?”

“He does.”

“I hope you do, father.”