He got into his flannels, ate supper, and set off for Mrs.Owen's with his offerings on the seven o'clock boat.

In the old days of his intimacy with Bassett he had often visited Waupegan, and the breach between them introduced an element of embarrassment into his visit.

He was very likely to meet his former chief, who barely bowed to him now when they met in hotels or in the streets of the capital.
Jumping aboard the steamer just as it was pulling out, he at once saw Bassett sitting alone in the bow.

There were only a few other passengers, and hearing Dan's step on the deck behind him, Bassett turned slightly, nodded, and then resumed his inspection of the farther shore lines.

A light overcoat lay across his knees, and the protruding newspapers explained his visit to the village.