Walter
Yes. It comes over me here how much these hills mean. Oh! and there's another thing, mother.... I thought I was born in New York, I thought we always lived there, but just a while ago I ran onto your old family Bible, and it had the records in it. I—
Mrs. Everitt
Oh, Walter!
Walter
It seems queer that neither of you said anything about it, if I was really born in this very town.... I might never have thought much about it, but to-night everything seems to be stirred up. Tell me, mother—
Mrs. Everitt
We lived here only a little while. We didn't like it, so your father sold his farm and we went away to New York.
Walter
Yes, but why wasn't something said about it when we came here this afternoon? It seems funny, not to.