He agreed, shook hands as if I were an old friend from whom he parted with regret, and left me.
No, I did not like Mr.Keene.He was too polite and too familiar.

And, as I thought over his words, the whole prospectus of the Bay Shore Development Company seemed singularly vague.

The proposal to buy my land was definite enough, but the rest of it was, apparently, very much in the air.

There was too much secrecy about it.

No one was to tell anyone anything.