I suppose George told you she was with her." "Yes.

George had a rough passage over that West Denboro road.

It's bad enough in daylight, but on a night like this--whew! I carried away a wheel turning into Ebenezer's yard, and if George hadn't had his team along I don't know how I'd have got here.

I'll go right in and see Mrs.
Paine." He left us and I turned to Taylor.
"You're soaked through," I declared.

"Come out to the kitchen stove.
What in the world made you drive way up to that forsaken place?
It's a good seven miles.