“And get us some tea as quick as you can, for we’re starving?”
“You can have it in half an hour.”
“That’s right. We’ve just come over from Scott’s Bay, and have had no end of a tug. We want to take the steamer here to St. John.”
“O, ye’ll be wantin to wait for the steamer.”
“Yes; it’s the only thing for us to do; and I’m precious glad we’ve got such good quarters.”
“O, ay. Parrsboro’s a good place to stop at. There be people that stops here weeks an months, an says as how it’s one of the best places goin. I can put yes on the way to the best streams for salmon an trout in the country; an ye can have a nice boat if ye want to go over to Blomidon; it’s a mighty fine place over there, and folks finds cur’ous minerals; an if ye want deep-sea fishin, why, out there a mile or two in the bay ye can get no end of cod.”
“O, for that matter, we haven’t any idea of sporting. We’re in too much of a hurry. Just get us a tea and bed, and I suppose we’ll have time to get breakfast to-morrow?”
The landlord stared.
“Time? Breakfast?”
“Yes; before the steamer comes, you know.”