"Pretty sharp! pretty sharp!" continued the fat gentleman.

"I tell you what, Mr.Minorkey, that man Plausaby sees through a millstone with a hole in it.

I mean to buy some lots in this place.

It'll be the county-seat and a railroad junction, as sure as you're alive.

And Plausaby has saved some of his best lots for me." "Yes, it's a nice town, or will be.