You're dealin' with David Harum, Banker, an' I consider 't I'm dealin' with a lady, or the father of one on her account,' I says.
"'He-uh, he-uh! I meant no offense, sir,' he says.
"'None bein' meant, none will be took,' I says.

'Now,' I says,' I was offered one-seventy-five fer that hoss day before yestidy, an' wouldn't take it.

I can't sell him fer that,' I says.
"'He-uh, uh! cert'nly not,' he says.
"'Wait a minit,' I says.

'I can't sell him fer that because I _said_ I wouldn't; but if you feel like drawin' your check fer one-seventy-_six_,' I says, 'we'll call it a deal,'" The speaker paused with a chuckle.
"Well ?" said John.
"Wa'al," said David, "he, he, he, he! That clean took the wind out of him, an' he got redder 'n a beet.

'He-uh-uh-uh-huh! really,' he says, 'I couldn't think of offerin' you less than two hunderd.' "'All right,' I says, 'I'll send up fer the hoss.