Come on!" Five minutes later they were seated in the buggy and George Washington was jogging with dignified deliberation along the road toward East Wellmouth.
"And why," demanded Captain Obed, "have you come to Wellmouth again, after all these years ?" Mr.Kendrick smiled.
"Well, Captain Bangs," he said, "it is barely possible that I've come here to stay." "To stay! You don't mean to stay for good ?" "Well, that, too, is possible.

Being more or less optimistic, we'll hope that if I do stay it will be for good.

I'm thinking of living here." His companion turned around on the seat to stare at him.
"Livin' here!" he repeated.

"You?
What on earth--?
What are you goin' to do ?" The passenger's eyes twinkled, but his tone was solemn enough.
"Nothing, very likely," he replied.

"That's what I've been doing for some time." "But--but, the last I heard of you, you was practicin' law over to New York." "So I was.