Clarence was in no mood for trifling, and almost rudely demanded his business.
"Gord, Clarence, it ain't foolin'.

The Sisters' title was decided yesterday." "I knew it, you fool! It's YOUR title! You were already on your land and in possession.

What the devil are you doing HERE ?" "Yes,--but," stammered Jim, "all the boys holding that title moved up here to 'make the division' and grab all they could.

And I followed.

And I found out that they were going to grab Judge Peyton's house, because it was on the line, if they could, and findin' you was all away, by Gord THEY DID! and they're in it! And I stoled out and rode down here to warn ye." He stopped, looked at Clarence, glanced darkly around him and then down on his accoutrements.