"I got ahead of you," said Bowman.
"How long have you been down-stairs?"
"About ten minutes."
"Are we likely to have a good day for hunting?"
"Good enough," answered Bowman, indifferently. "I am not an enthusiastic sportsman. I only take to it to fill up a part of my time. It is about the only thing I can do in this dull hole."
"You might read. I brought two or three novels in my valise, and will lend yon one if you care for it."
"I don't care for reading. Stories tire me. I used to read the daily papers in New York, but can't get hold of any here New York dailies, I mean. I don't care for Canadian papers unless they contain news from New York."
"I have with me the Tribune, World, and Sun, of day before yesterday."
"I should like to see them," said Bowman, eagerly. "If you will bring them down, I will look over them in the woods."
"All right! I am glad I saved them. I had a mind to throw them away, or leave them in the car."