"That's very kind of her. Thank you very much."
"Sid lives where you can see that light just about a mile from here, Nora," explained Frank. "Mrs. Sharp'll be able to help you a lot at first."
"Oh, well, we've been here for thirteen years and we know the ways of the country by now," deprecated Mr. Sharp.
"Nora's about as green as a new dollar bill, I guess."
"I fear that's too true," Nora admitted smilingly.
"There's a lot you can't be expected to know at first," protested their neighbor. "I'll say good night, then, and good luck."
"Well, good night then, Sid, if you won't stay. And say, it was real good of you to come and fetch us in the rig."
"Oh, that's all right. Good night to you, Mrs. Taylor."
"Goodnight."
Pulling his cap well down over his ears, Mr. Sharp took his departure. In the silence they could hear him drive away.