"I was just a-walking down the road, and I just walked on.

I wasn't tired.

I always think the country's prettier down this way.
Did you come from Fontenoy, Mr.Adam ?" "Yes," replied Adam, sitting down beside her.

"I went to see Lewis Rand--not that I don't like all the people there anyway.

They're always mighty nice to me." Vinie dug the point of her dusty shoe into the dusty road.
"How ith Mr.Rand, Mr.Adam ?" "He 'ith' almost well," answered Adam.