"Well, sir, I meant no offense, and called round to requisition a horse.

One of the Whitesod boys has been deciding a quarrel with a neighbor with an ax, and while I fancy they want me at once, my beast got his foot in a badger-hole." "Tell Tom in the stables to let you have your choice," said Winston.
"If you like them, there's no reason you shouldn't take some of these cigars along." The sergeant went out, and when the beat of hoofs sank into the silence of the prairie, Winston called Courthorne in.

"I have offered you no refreshment, but the best in the house is at your service," he said.
Courthorne looked at him curiously, and for the first time Winston noticed that the life he had led was telling upon his companion.
"As your guest ?" he asked.
"Yes," said Winston.

"I am tenant here, and, that I may owe you nothing, purpose paying you a second thousand dollars when the crop is in, as well as bank-rate interest on the value of the stock and machines and the money I have used, as shown in the documents handed me by Colonel Barrington.

With wheat at its present price nobody would give you more for the land.