Then he turned on me his gentle, absorbed eyes.

'It will haf been a fine day, sir.

Wass you seeking the road to anywhere ?' 'I was seeking a night's lodging,' I said.

'I've had a long tramp on the hills, and I'd be glad of a chance of not going farther.' 'We will haf no accommodation for a gentleman,' he said gravely.
'I can sleep on the floor, if you can give me a blanket and a bite of supper.' 'Indeed you will not,' and he smiled slowly.

'But I will ask the wife.
Mary, come here!' An old woman appeared in answer to his call, a woman whose face was so old that she seemed like his mother.