“Mighty strange to me, but, perhaps, not so strange to you, governor.”
“But there is a bit of ground, Cris,” continued Elias, “that I do like exceedingly. The worst of it is it’s not mine.”
“Why don’t you buy it?”
“Just what I wish to do; but the owner won’t sell.”
“Perhaps you don’t offer enough.”
“No; that’s not the reason.”
“What is it, then?”
“Do you know the top of the hill?” abruptly asked Rody.
“What, where the Injuns make their camp?”
“Yes; that’s the place where I want to build. Oluski won’t sell that piece of property to me. Why, I don’t know.”