Offers

"So it's true?"
"Sure is, Sheriff," Eddie Sherman replied. "And he wants it bad."
The three men sat in Eddie Sherman's parlour, drinking Mrs Sherman's home made ginger beer. Eddie and Cole talked business; O'Donohue was memorising the recipe.
Eddie Sherman rolled his empty tin mug from one hand to another. "He offered me a little place he owns near the river. Plus a job for life if I want, starting as a hand on his spread. And... and... " he paused for effect. "He offered me $350 dollars, cash, last week. And..." another pause "...yesterday he offered me $400."