He had shot partridges
over that land many a time.
The agent, who had listened calmly to the discussion, remarked dryly
that until the colonel definitely ascertained whether he had any lands
to sell it would be a useless waste of time to make the trip.
"Quite so," said Kerfoot, raising the emptied decanter to his eye, and
replacing it again with a look at Yancey expressive of the contempt
in which he held a man who could commit so mean an act.
"But, Colonel," said Fitz, "can't you telegraph to-morrow and find
out?"
"To whom, my clear Fitz? It would take a week to get the clerk of the
co'te to look through the records. Nobody at Bar-hour's knows."
"Does Miss Nancy know?"
The colonel shook his head dubiously.
Fitz's face suddenly lighted up as he started from his seat, and caught
the colonel by the arm.
"Does Chad?"
"Chad! Yes, Chad might."
Fitz nearly overturned his chair in his eagerness to reach the top ofthe
kitchen stairs.
"Come up here, Chad, quick as your legs can carry you--two steps at
a time!"
Chad hurried into the room with the face of a man sent for to put out
a fire.
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