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Kennicott took her aside and whispered, “Now I'll introduce you to them, one at a time.”

“Tell me about them first.”

“Well, the nice-looking couple over there are Harry Haydock and his wife, Juanita. Harry's dad owns most of the Bon Ton, but it's Harry who runs it and gives it the pep. He's a hustler. Next to him is Dave Dyer the druggist — you met him this afternoon — mighty good duck-shot. The tall husk beyond him is Jack Elder — Jackson Elder — owns the planing-mill, and the Minniemashie House, and quite a share in the Farmers' National Bank. Him and his wife are good sports — him and Sam and I go hunting together a lot. The old cheese there is Luke Dawson, the richest man in town. Next to him is Nat Hicks, the tailor.”

“Really? A tailor?”

“Sure. Why not? Maybe we're slow, but we are democratic. I go hunting with Nat same as I do with Jack Elder.”

“I'm glad. I've never met a tailor socially. It must be charming to meet one and not have to think about what you owe him. And do you —— Would you go hunting with your barber, too?”