The lumberman and the other clerk consulted in a low voice, after which the official turned to fumble among the records. Not finding what he wanted, he approached Smithers. A whispered consultation ensued between these two. Then Smithers called: “Take a seat, Mr. Morrison. This gentleman is looking over these townships, and will have finished in a few minutes.” Morrison's eye suddenly became uneasy. “I am somewhat busy this morning,” he objected with a shade of command in his voice. “If this gentleman--?” suggested the clerk delicately. “I am sorry,” put in Thorpe with brevity, “my time, too, is valuable.” Morrison looked at him sharply. “My deal is a big one,” he snapped. “I can probably arrange with this gentleman to let him have his farm.” “I claim precedence,” replied Thorpe calmly. “Well,” said Morrison swift as light, “I'll tell you, Smithers. I'll leave my list of descriptions and a check with you. Give me a receipt, and mark my lands off after you've finished with this gentleman.” Now Government and State lands are the property of the man who pays for them. Although the clerk's receipt might not give Morrison a valid claim; nevertheless it would afford basis for a lawsuit. Thorpe saw the trap, and interposed. “Hold on,” he interrupted, “I claim precedence. You can give no receipt for any land in these townships until after my business is transacted. I have reason to believe that this gentleman and myself are both after the same descriptions.” “What!” shouted Morrison, assuming surprise. “You will have to await your turn, Mr. Morrison,” said the clerk, virtuous before so many witnesses. The business man was in a white rage of excitement. “I insist on my application being filed at once!” he cried waving his check. “I have the money right here to pay for every acre of it; and if I know the law, the first man to pay takes the land.” He slapped the check down on the rail, and hit it a number of times with the flat of his hand. Thorpe turned and faced him with a steel look in his level eyes. “Mr. Morrison,” he said, “you are quite right. The first man who pays gets the land; but I have won the first chance to pay. You will kindly step one side until I finish my business with Mr. Smithers here.” “I suppose you have the amount actually with you,” said the clerk, quite respectfully, “because if you have not, Mr. Morrison's claim will take precedence.” “I would hardly have any business in a land office, if I did not know that,” replied Thorpe, and began his dictation of the description as calmly as though his inside pocket contained the required amount in bank bills.