Even the "hired help" peered from the kitchen door.
"He's a stranger," whispered Mrs.Tripp.

"I never see him before, did you, Mr.Tidditt ?" The town clerk did not answer.

He was staring at the depot wagon's passenger, staring with a face the interested expression of which was changing to that of surprise and amazed incredulity.

Mrs.Tripp turned to Mr.Bangs; he also was staring, open-mouthed.
"Godfrey scissors!" gasped Asaph, under his breath.

"Godfrey--SCISSORS! Bailey, I--I believe--I swan to man, I believe--" "Ase Tidditt!" exclaimed Mr.Bangs, "am I goin' looney, or is that--is that--" Neither finished his sentence.