And when we come into the town I was already standing out onto the platform.

I wouldn't of been surprised to find Martha and Miss Lucy down there to the station.

But, of course, they wasn't.

Fur some reason I felt glad they wasn't.
"Now," I says to them two, as we got off the train, "foller me and I will show you the house." Everybody rubbers at strangers in a country town, and wonders why they have come, and what they is selling, and if they are mebby going to start a new grain elevator, or buy land, or what.

The usual ones around the depot rubbered at us, and I hearn one geezer say to another: "See that big feller there?
He was through here a year or two ago selling patent medicine." "You don't say so!" says the other one, like it was something important, like a president or a circus had come, and his eyes a-bugging out.