"I suspected as much," said Grandfather, gravely. "Well, they are pretty nice, clever little girls, ain't they?"
"Yes, indeed."
"Ever play checkers?"
"Yes, sir."
"Your cousin play checkers?"
"Yes, he does."
"Well, it might be good for lame ankles for you to come around and have a game o' checkers with an old man once in a while. Always ask for me in particular because when anybody comes around to the house, especially when I've got a young girl visiting me, I like to be the one that has the privilege of saying whether I'm to home or not."
"Thank you, Captain Swift. We—we will be glad to come."
"Our girls don't go to the post office at night, but Saturday night around mail time they'll probably be dishing out Indian pudding and ice-cream to anybody that might happen along."
"I know two fellows that might happen in," Tom Robbins said.