"Thank you, sir. As I said before, sir, your brother left about a thousand dollars in gold, and by selling wood and produce we made the amount up to about sixteen hundred dollars. A young man, by the name of Morgan Blair, says he is the son of Matt's sister, and claims this money."
Phil before the Door of the Southern Planter. Page 244.
"Matt had no sister," replied Mr. Rockwood, smiling.
I told him what had happened to me that night; but, as I related the story in a good-natured vein, he was rather amused at it.
"Then you did not come to this hotel to see me?"
"No, sir; I blundered upon you;" and I explained how I had happened to be before his door when he discovered me, and why I had paused there longer than I intended.
He laughed heartily at my story, but I noticed that he suddenly became sad whenever I alluded, directly or indirectly, to his brother.
"We will take care of Mr. Morgan Blair in due time," said Mr. Rockwood. "Now, Phil, what do you do?"