"He always sets colors when the packet's in.

Keeps packet tavern, Eben does.

That's it, that old-fashioned, gambrel-roofed house on the rise by the wharf.

Call it 'Saints' Rest,' they do now, 'cause Eben's so mighty religious." The minister saw the long, rambling house, with one lonely, twisted tree in its yard, a flag flying from a pole beside it.

So that was where the Hammonds lived.