A young girl let me in; she spoke of the professor as her grandfather.

She went off to find him for me in the college library." "A young person.

What did she look like ?" "A dark young miss, with black hair tied with a red ribbon." Fitch smiled.
"You are sure of the color, are you?
This man lives there with his granddaughter, and the place was simple--comfortable, no luxuries.

You had no conversation with him." "I think we exchanged a word about the weather, which was warm." Fitch smiled again.

His was a rare smile, but it was worth waiting for.
"What did the trip cost you ?" Harwood named the amount and the lawyer drew a check book from his impeccable desk and wrote.
"I have added one hundred dollars for your services.