Governor quite a brainy man--and you could talk, you two.

There'll be lots of people tumblin' about the place--lots goin' on, and the governor'll like to have a sensible feller once in a way.

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and I'd like it too," he ended at the bottom of his gruff voice.
"Well, you see;" Olva explained, "it depends a bit on my own father.
He's all alone up there at our place, and I like to be with him as much as possible." Olva looked through the window at the snow, grey against the sky, white against the college walls.