"The fact is," said Alice, "'Zekiel does not wish to borrow any money,
nor would he accept the gift of the Putnam homestead unless he, in turn,
deeded this house and farm to me. He is going to run this farm and pay
me what he gets from the sale of products. If you will have Squire
Rundlett draw up both deeds and the agreement, the whole matter can be
fixed before I go away."
Quincy promised to give his attention to the matter that afternoon. He
drove up to his boarding house and hitched his horse at the front door.
Mrs. Hawkins saw him enter and take his seat at the dinner table.
"There's that Mr. Sawyer; he's slept in this house just one night and
eaten just one meal up to this noon for nigh on a week. Them city folks
must have Injun rubber stummicks and cast iron backs or they couldn't
eat in so many different places and sleep in so many different beds.
Why, if I go away and stay over night, when I git home I'm allus
sicker'n a horse and tired enough to drop."
Quincy went to Montrose that afternoon and saw Squire Rundlett. The
latter promised to make the papers out the next day, and said he would
bring them over for signing the following morning.
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