“Mr. Low,” said Nick, “I am more obliged to you than ever.”
“What do you want of me?” demanded Low, in a surly tone.
“I want to talk to you about the land you sold some months ago.”
“Do you belong to the company that bought it?”
The question came quickly, and Low’s voice was harsh.
There was no longer the good-natured tone in which he had spoken while talking about the panther.
“No,” replied Nick, “I haven’t anything to do with the company. I heard you were swindled.”
“That was it, stranger,” cried Low; “nothing short of it. People say I was beat in a business deal, but I’m tellin’ ye it wasn’t a squar’ deal.”
“I’d like to know all about it.”
“What’s yer name?”