“You talk as if I was your enemy, Sam, instead of your friend.”
“I don’t want such a friend. You’re after my place, in spite of all you say.”
Just then James, the hostler, came out of the stable.
What! is it you, Tony?” he asked, cordially.
Yes, James; I hope you’re well.”
“Tiptop; and how are you?” asked the hostler, examining Tony, critically.
“I’m well.”
“Have you been doing well?”
“I haven’t wanted for anything. I’ve been with a gentleman in New York.”
Here Mr. Porter appeared on the scene.