The Store Boy by Horatio Alger
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seriously annoy me. I am willing to give you, say, fifty dollars, if
you will deliver up the pretended note." "It won't do, squire. Fifty dollars won't do! I won't take a cent less than two hundred, and that is only about half the interest you would have to pay." "You speak as if the note were genuine," said the squire uncomfortably. "You know whether it is or not," said the tramp significantly. "At any rate, we won't talk about that. You know my terms." In the end Squire Davenport paid over two hundred dollars, and received back the note, which after a hasty examination, he threw into the fire. "Now," he said roughly, "get out of my house, you--forger." "Good-evening, squire," said the tramp, laughing and nodding to the discomfited squire. "We may meet again, some time." "If you come here again, I will set the dog on you." "So much the worse for the dog! Well, good-night! I have enjoyed my interview--hope you have." "Impudent scoundrel!" said the squire to himself. "I hope he will swing some day!" |
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