The gentleman with the kind interior was standing peering at her through the cracked glass of the door.

He was still tugging at his whiskers and if, as he had intimated, he had "taken a notion" to her, his expression concealed the fact wonderfully.
Captain Obed, who had evidently been on the lookout for his passenger, appeared on the platform of the store on the other side of the road.
After asking if she had any other "port of call" in that neighborhood, he assisted her into the carriage and they started on their homeward trip.

The captain must have filled with curiosity concerning the widow's interview with Mr.Cobb, but beyond asking if she had seen the latter, he did not question.

Thankful appreciated his reticence; the average dweller in Wellmouth--Winnie S., for instance--would have started in on a vigorous cross-examination.

Her conviction that Captain Bangs was much above the average was strengthened.
"Yes," she said, "he was there.