Oh, you may believe, I looked, till, when she was nowhere, I half thought the man who said she was lost had been fooling.

Well, then, I--" (he stopped and drawled teasingly) "But _possibly_ I intrude.

Do you hanker after hearing the remainder of this history ?" She had sat down by the centre table with her back to him.
"You can go on," she muttered.
"Thanks for your kind permission.

I haven't got much more to tell, for I don't know to this mortal minute whether I've ever found that young lady or not; but I have my suspicions.

Any way, that day away we went across the lake, and when the snow drove us down from the hills the day after, the folks near the railroad were all in a stew about the remains of Bates's partner, the poppa of the young lady.