"I don't know of any.

Guess you'll have to put up at the hotel and wait till mornin'." "That's right," agreed the passenger called "Dan," who was standing near.

"That's what Jerry and I are goin' to do." "Yes, but you and Jerry are bound for Orham.

I'm booked for South Denboro, and that's only seven miles off.

I'd _swim_ the whole seven rather than put up at Sim Titcomb's hotel.