He didn't strike me that way when I knew him at home in Massachusetts, you know.

He travelled about so much in later years, too, didn't he ?" Penelope's eyes were suddenly upraised.

For the first time Mr.Coulson's ready answers failed him.

Not a muscle of his face moved under the girl's scrutiny, but he hesitated for a short time before he answered her.
"Not that I know of," he said at length.

"No, I shouldn't have called him much of a traveller." Penelope rose to her feet and held out her hand.
"It has been very nice indeed of you to see us, Mr.Coulson," she said, "especially after all these other people have been bothering you.