A bargain is a bargain.

I want my dog broken, and you need the money to send off your quails with." "I know it," said David again; "but I can't shoot any more birds over him.

I have no gun." "Where is it ?" "At the bottom of the bayou." The brothers grew more and more astonished the longer they talked with David, and Don told himself that there had been some queer doings in the settlement that morning.

His interest and curiosity were thoroughly aroused, but he did not ask any more questions, for he knew that David could not explain matters without exposing one or more members of his own family.

He turned the conversation into a new channel by saying suddenly: "Bert and I made the rounds of the traps this morning, and took out a hundred and fifty birds.