She's one of the ole blue-bloods here, and I guess it was a mighty good stock--to raise HER! She's one these girls that stand right up and look at you! And pretty?
She's the prettiest thing you ever saw! Good size, too; good health and good sense.

Jim'll be just right if he gets her.

I must say it tickles ME to think o' the way that boy took ahold o' that job back yonder.

Four months and a half! Yes, sir--" He expanded this theme once more; and thus he continued to entertain the stranger throughout the long drive.

Darkness had fallen before they reached the city on their return, and it was after five when Sheridan allowed Herr Favre to descend at the door of his hotel, where boys were shrieking extra editions of the evening paper.
"Now, good night, Mr.Farver," said Sheridan, leaning from the car to shake hands with his guest.