He sat down on the grassy bank and stared moodily into the amber water beneath him.

"I know there's nothing to do--nothing but to say conventionally, 'Good-bye, Mrs.
Moore.

Thank you for all your kindness to me this summer,' just as I would have said it to the sonsy, bustling, keen-eyed housewife I expected her to be when I came.

Then I'll pay my board money like any honest boarder and go! Oh, it's very simple.

No doubt--no perplexity--a straight road to the end of the world! "And I'll walk it--you needn't fear that I won't, Mrs.Blythe.