Harrison, accused him of having an eye on Congress, and went on across his shoulder to Abner:
"Marriage, then? Do you know a convenient orphan with a golden goose? Pleasure and a certain gain would be idyllic! The simplest men understand that. Do not the writers in Paris tell us that the French peasant on his marriage night, while embracing his bride with one arm, extends the other in order to feel the sack that contains her dowry?"
They were now on the upper floor of the tavern porch. Mr. Esdale Moore sent a negro for a dish of tea, after the English fashion.
Then he got a table at the end of the porch, somewhat apart, and the three men sat down.
"And now, Randolph," he said, "what did you find at Eastwood?"
"I am afraid," replied the Justice of the Peace, "that we found little new there. The evidence remains, with trifling additions, what it was; but Abner has arrived at some interesting opinions upon this evidence."
"I am sure Abner can clap his hand on the assassin," said the attorney. "Come, sir, let me fill your cup, and while I stand on one foot, as St. Augustine used to say, tell me who ejected my uncle, the venerable Duncan Moore, out of life."
The negro servant had returned with a great silver pot, and a tray of cups with queer kneeling purple cows on them.
Abner held out his cup.
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