"That was the hull he said, with a kind of kink of his eye that wa'n't too big a sum for me to cast up. He didn't give me no more satisfaction than that."
"And what did you tell him — to his question?"
"I? — I told him that two such plants took a mighty sight of room to grow, and that the hull county was clean used up."
"You did!" said Mr. Landholm laughing heartily. "Pretty well! — pretty good! — Have some tobacco, neighbour?"
"How is it?" said Mr. Underhill taking a bunch gravely.
"First-rate, — I think. Try."
Which Mr. Underhill did, with slow and careful consideration.
Mr. Landholm watched him complacently.
"I've seen worse," he remarked dryly at length. "Where did you get it, squire?"
"Nowhere short of the great city, neighbour. It came from
Mannahatta."
"Did, hey? Well, I reckon it might. Will you trade?"