“Selling it?”
“Yes, I had an offer to-day which I am thinking of accepting.”
“An offer, eh, from a feller named Martin, I suppose?”
“How did you know?”
“I don't know. I just figgered. Offered you about a hundred dollars, eh?”
“No; I wish he had. It's worth a hundred with the house and buildings—they are good buildings.”
“Say, I don't like to butt in on any man's business, but is the price a secret?”
“Oh, no; he offers four thousand, half cash.”
“And how much for the buildings?”
“Four thousand for everything, it's not enough but there are not many buyers in this neighbourhood.”