"No trouble of that sort." And Bunting said shamefacedly, "Aye, aye, the lodger was quite an honest gentleman, Joe.

But I feel worried, about him.

He was such a poor, gentle chap--not the sort o' man one likes to think of as wandering about by himself." "You always said he was 'centric," said Joe thoughtfully.
"Yes, he was that," said Bunting slowly.

"Regular right-down queer.
Leetle touched, you know, under the thatch," and, as he tapped his head significantly, both young people burst out laughing.
"Would you like a description of him circulated ?" asked Joe good-naturedly.
Mr.and Mrs.Bunting looked at one another.
"No, I don't think so.

Not yet awhile at any rate.