The captain steered his "craft" up to the sidewalk before this building and pulled up.
"Whoa!" he ordered, addressing the horse.

Then, turning to Thankful, he said: "Here you are, ma'am.

This is Sol Cobb's place." Mrs.Barnes looked at the little building.

Its exterior certainly was not inviting.

The windows looked as if they had not been washed for weeks, the window shades were yellow and crooked, and one of the panes of glass in the front door was cracked across.