But people in these parts don't calculate much on easy riding.

Springs are no great account.

We look to the main chance." "What is that ?" "Getting over the ground." The traveler smiled to himself in a quiet way, as if the landlord's answer had touched some memory or experience.
Nothing further being remarked, Mr.Adams retired to order a cup of tea for his guest.

Something about the Englishman had stimulated his curiosity; and, so, instead of sending the cup of tea by his wife, who did most of the waiting, he carried it to the room himself.
"Sit down, Mr.Adams," said the traveler, after the tea had been put before him.
The landlord did not wait for a second invitation.
"I hope the tea is to your liking, sir." "Excellent.

I've not tasted better since I left London." The traveler spoke blandly, as he held his cup a little way from his lips, and looked over the top of it at his host with something more than a casual glance.