"Never. This is a tumble-down place. It is a courtesy to call it a stable."
"It will serve, in place of a better."
"Oh, yes, it is better than nothing."
"Everything is tumble-down in Gum Flat. I am an Englishman town-bred. And you?"
"My people hail from Devonshire."
"I am not dreaming, then," said Chaytor, speaking for the second time involuntarily.
"Dreaming!" exclaimed Basil.
"I was thinking of another matter," said Chaytor, with readiness. "Speaking my thoughts aloud is one of my bad tricks."
"One of mine, too," said Basil smiling.
"That is not the only thing in which we're alike."