"Three dollars."
He looked surprised, and said,
"Dear me, it is nothing! I will pay you ten, quite willingly."
But I said,
"No, three is the price"—and I started for the stairs without waiting for any further argument, for Clinton had said that that was the amount that the Lord would provide, and it seemed to me that it would be sacrilegious to take a penny more than was promised.
I got the number of the General's room from the office-clerk, as I passed by his wicket, and when I reached the room I found the General there caressing his dog, and quite happy. I said,
"I am sorry, but I have to take the dog again."
He seemed very much surprised, and said,
"Take him again? Why, he is my dog; you sold him to me, and at your own price."
"Yes," I said, "it is true—but I have to have him, because the man wants him again."