The chaplain murmured something which I did not catch, then, as it seemed to me, he folded up the papers, placed them in the box, and having tied the cord around it, said:
"And now to further business, friend."
"With all my heart; name it, I pray you," answered Tubal Ammon.
"These Fanes, then; you have seen them both?"
"Yes, more than once. Moreover, the coxcomb of a son I have twice come near killing."
"Ah, and what kind of man is he?"
"A great big lusty fellow, over six feet high. I owe him much, and will repay it. Yea, verily, his days are numbered."
"See thou to that. 'Tis no concern of mine. I have no quarrel with the son. But the old man, the father, Ammon" (here he lowered his voice into an ugly whisper), "he who robbed me--str-r-uck me down--I would have vengeance on that man. Yea, I would have him swept from off the earth. Canst do it?"
"Yes, easily."
"How, then? By pistol, bullet, or by knife?"