Missus Zeke Trotter lived in a small town not far away. Jeff Peters went out to see her. She was not beautiful and not so young. But she seemed all right to Jeff. «Is this an honest deal you are putting on, Mister Peters?» she asked when he told her what he wanted. «Missus Trotter,» said Jeff, «three thousand men will seek to marry you to get your money and property. What are they prepared to give in exchange? Nothing! Nothing but the bones of a lazy, dishonest, good-for-nothing fortune-seeker. We will teach them something. This will be a great moral campaign. Does that satisfy you?» «It does, Mister Peters,» she said. «But what will my duties be? Do I have to personally reject these three thousand good-for-nothings you speak of? Or can I throw them out in bunches?» Jeff explained that her job would be easy. She would live in a quiet hotel and have no work to do. He and Andy would take care of all letters and the business end of the plot. But he warned her that some of the men might come to see her in person. Then, she would have to meet them face-to-face and reject them. She would be paid twenty-five dollars a week and hotel costs. «Give me five minutes to get ready,» Missus Trotter said. «Then you can start paying me.» So Jeff took her to the city and put her in a hotel far enough from Jeff and Andy’s place to cause no suspicion.