You won't have to wait long; the farmers will soon be coming back from town, now.

I will keep old Polly patient and cheered up--the crazy one doesn't need it." This plan was discussed and accepted; it seemed the best that could be done, in the circumstances, and the Old People must be getting discouraged by this time.
Brown felt relieved, and was deeply thankful.

Let him once get to the main road and he would find a way to escape.
Then Mrs.Taylor said: "The evening chill will be coming on, pretty soon, and those poor old burnt-out things will need some kind of covering.

Take the lap-robe with you, dear." "Very well, Mother, I will." She stepped to the buggy and put out her hand to take it---- That was the end of the tale.

The passenger who told it said that when he read the story twenty-five years ago in a train he was interrupted at that point--the train jumped off a bridge.
At first we thought we could finish the story quite easily, and we set to work with confidence; but it soon began to appear that it was not a simple thing, but difficult and baffling.