"To what are we to attribute the honour of this visit?" asked Pastor Hehrmann, somewhat coldly. "My dear Pastor," said Normann, advancing towards him, looking him full in the face, "I can guess the cause of your coolness--the land is not what both of us expected. But should I have returned, if I had cheated you?" "Well, hark ye," said Schmidt, who had hitherto stood by in astonishment, "we have no fault to find with the quality of the land--that's good enough; but there's not the least shadow of all the rest of what you talked about! You must excuse me, but it was all humbug!" "I really cannot understand you, Doctor!" Becher interrupted the last speaker, who was getting rather excited; "how you can dare----" "What's the use of all this palaver with the fellow!" exclaimed one of the Oldenburghers. "Devil burn him! he has sent us into the wilderness here, and now he shall see how it will fare with him, since he has been fool enough to follow us!" "Will you listen to me, or not?" cried Dr. Normann, starting back, and shoving his right hand under his waistcoat. "Will you condemn a man without having heard him?--without allowing him to defend himself!" "What is there to defend?" exclaimed the tailor. "The evil is done, and here we are in the midst of it!" "Will you give me ten minutes' quiet audience," asked the Doctor, "and not interrupt me?" "Speak on!" said Hehrmann. "Well, I'll convince you that you wrong me, if you for a moment consider me capable of deceiving you!" "To the point, if you please!" said Becher. "You shall not have long to wait," the Doctor continued. "On the very same day on which you quitted Cincinnati, I followed in another boat, the 'Buck-eye Belle,' and went to New Orleans. It is true, that I had intended to have got out at the Big-Halchee first, but the captain would not land expressly for a single passenger. In New Orleans, I of course immediately sought out the boat in which you came down here, and inquired after you; but learnt, to my horror, from the pilot, whom I knew very well, the true state of affairs, and what the land in this neighbourhood was. The pilot happened to have been hunting near this little river last year. "At first, I refused to believe what he told me; but he soon adduced such convincing proofs, that I was compelled to admit to myself that I had been imposed upon, and that you would take me for a false, deceitful person. I could not bear that; at the same time, I could not conceal from myself that mere excuses were inadequate, that I must _prove_ to you that I am an innocent and honest man. But, again, to do this it was necessary that I should recover compensation, as far as that is possible, for the damage suffered by you; and it is on that account chiefly--and not only to clear myself of suspicion--that I am come hither." "But how can you----" "Allow me, in the first place, to introduce a friend of mine, Mr. Trevor."