Supper's waited an hour 'n' a half as 'tis.

'Twon't hurt it to wait a spell longer." She went away, closing the door after her.

The bewildered, wet and shivering New Yorker stared about the room, which, to his surprise, was warm and cozy.

The warmth was furnished, so he presently discovered, by a steam radiator in the corner.

Radiators and a bathroom! These were modern luxuries he would have taken for granted, had Elisha Warren been the sort of man he expected to find, the country magnate, the leading citizen, fitting brother to the late A.Rodgers Warren, of Fifth Avenue and Wall Street.
But the Captain Warren who had driven him to South Denboro in the rain was not that kind of man at all.