THE ISLAND HOUSE.
CHAPTER I.
OLD MANSY HEARS SOMETHING.
think I'll get out here, young man."
"All right, missus."
The old carrier stopped his jolting cart—an easy thing to do, for the wearied horse was glad of the chance of halting—and the passenger leisurely descended. With her descended also a bulging umbrella and numerous packages.
"Good night, young man!" she exclaimed. She thought this a very polite way of addressing men whom she regarded as somewhat beneath her in social station.
But he did not answer. He was urging on his sleepy horse, and though it was an easy matter to stop that interesting quadruped, yet it was a very different thing to make him go on again.
So she started off down a road leading out of the turnpike thoroughfare on which the carrier was travelling.