"Well, come, don't be grouty, Hannah. We've got through the wust of it, and if you ain't satisfied, why, we'll go back to Plymouth again. I can stand it awhile, I guess, if 't is four dollars a day."
He had evidently sat still a good while for him, honest man; and he got up with this, and began to pace up and down, looking at the "hummocks," which signified greater meanings to him than to his wife.
Mrs. Linceford came over and put the window down. It was absolutely necessary to laugh now, however much of further entertainment might be cut off.
Hannah jumped up, electrified, as the sash went down behind her.
"John! John! There's folks in there!"
"S'pose likely," said John, with quiet relish of amends. "What's good for me 'ill do for them!"
CHAPTER VI.
DAKIE THAYNE.
"Grimgriffinhoof won't speak to you to-night," said Jeannie Hadden, after tea, upon the balcony.