"And you have been known to make too much out of a negro that ought to be in the corn field."
"Yes, more out of him than could have been made out of some white men."
"Look here, sir; do you mean to draw a comparison between me and that negro?"
"Oh, no; not at all, and I beg your pardon for inadvertantly producing that impression. I wouldn't go so far as that."
"I should hope not," said the doctor.
"Oh, surely not," master replied. "I am sometimes wild but I am never frantic. I wouldn't compare you with Dan. I have too high an opinion of him."
"I will not stand this!" the doctor cried springing to his feet. "No gentleman in the State of Kentucky would put up with it and you'll have to take it back or—" He took out his watch and glanced at it. "That was the worst insult I have ever known, Bob Gradley, and I will give you just five minutes to take it back."
"What time have you?" master asked, taking out his watch.
"Fourteen minutes of ten, sir."