He was conscious of a feeling of embarrassment, which was not diminished by the fact that Jake Dennison, his old pupil, was also going over.

Jake as well as Dave was now living at Gumbolt.

Jake was in all the splendor of a black coat and a gilded watch-chain, for he had been down to the Ridge to see Miss Euphronia Tripper.
It had been a misty day, and toward evening the mist had changed into a drizzle.
Keith said to Terpsichore, with some annoyance: "You had better go inside.

It's going to be a bad night." A slight change came over her face, and she hesitated.

But when he insisted, she said quietly, "Very well." As the passengers were about to take their seats in the coach, a young man enveloped in a heavy ulster came hurriedly out of the hotel, followed by a servant with several bags in his hands, and pushed hastily into the group, who were preparing to enter the coach in a more leisurely fashion.