"Oh, I am—the man from the North."
"You sound like you had Southern blood."
"My father and mother were Southerners."
"From round this-er-way?"
Again the man closed his eyes; the sweet voice and dear familiar expressions were almost more than he could bear.
"Not very far away."
A very little seemed enough to pacify the girl's curiosity.
"I reckon the North's mighty big," she ventured presently.
"It's—it's—tremendous."
"Do you know anything about—Massachusetts?"