"Yes."
"Then he'll be along by-and-by," said the wife, ashamed of taking so much interest in the subject. "Much obleeged to you for telling me."
Thus dismissed the stranger left the house and went back to the place where he had left Jason Brown.
"Wal," said that composed personage, "I hope you got a drink of milk worth having."
"Yes; but why did you not tell me that the woman was your wife?" answered the stranger.
"Cause you didn't ask me. But how is the old woman?"
"She seems well and was very kind."
"Wimmen are kind by natur," said the sailor, shutting his jackknife with a jerk, the only sign of impatience yet visible. "But I reckon I'll jest step in and see how she gets along, if you don't want me tu go about Boston streets with you right away."
"No, no. I shall not remain in Boston, and can find plenty of guides where I am going."
"Don't want me to carry this ere bag for you, nor nothin'?" asked the man a little anxiously, as he gave up the traveller's bag.