A fellow came poking his nose into the premises this morning, staring up at the house, staring round about him, and at last he walks in here.

A queer-looking fellow he was, with a beard, and appeared as if he had come a thousand miles or two, on foot.

'Is Dr.West at home ?' he asked.
I told him the doctor was not at home; for, you see, Jan, it wasn't ten minutes since the doctor had gone out.

So he said he'd wait.

And he went peering about and handling the bottles; and once he took the scales up, as if he'd like to test their weight.