"Humph! that remains to be seen. So Caspar Potts refuses absolutely to sell to me?"
"Yes, and he wants you to see Mr. Wadsworth about the mortgage and interest money."
"Very well, I'll do it," snapped Aaron Poole. "This is what I get for helping Caspar Potts out of a hole when he was in it."
"You got six per cent. for your money, Mr. Poole."
"Which I was legally entitled to."
"That is true, but Mr. Wadsworth is going to charge only four per cent."
"He's a fool to take a mortgage at four per cent.," snorted Aaron Poole. "I thought he was a sharper business man than that."
"I fancy he knows what he is doing."
"Oh, you needn't complain—you are getting the best of the deal. But I guess Oliver Wadsworth will be sorry of his bargain before he gets through with it," and with this attempt at a parting shot Aaron Poole whipped up his horse and drove away.
