The parting remark of his conductor had left a smile upon his lips, which smile still lingered as he asked the sleepy-looking clerk for a room, and intimated that he would like lunch immediately.
"Dining room closed," said that individual shortly.
"What do you mean ?" "Dining room closes at two; supper at six." "Do you mean to say that you serve nothing between the hours of two and six ?" "Serve you a drink, if you like," with an understanding grin at his questioner's dusty knapsack.
Forgetting that he had become a Presbyterian, the doctor made a few remarks, and from his manner of making them the clerk awoke to the fact that knapsacks do not a hobo make nor dusty coats a tramp.

Now in Canada no one is the superior of any one else, but that did not make a bit of difference in the startling change of demeanour which overtook the clerk.

He straightened up.

He removed his toothpick.

He arranged the register in his best manner and chose another nib for his pen.