He threw his cigar, which had gone out, into the fireplace and lit another.
"Say," he said, "you surprise me, Paine.

What do you mean by saying you won't sell that land?
You don't know what I'll pay for it yet." "No, I don't." "Then how do you know you won't sell it?
I never had anything yet--except my wife and family--that I wouldn't sell for a price.

Look here! I haven't got time to do any Down-East horse-jockeying.

I'll make you an offer.

I'll give you five hundred dollars cash for that strip of land.