"I have been called away from here, where I have been at service—"
"You—at service?" she asked in surprise.
"Yes; and I am going away to find another place. Will you take me with you in the boat? May I go with you to your home, wherever it is?"
She looked at me suspiciously. "I don't know—my husband—"
"I will pay you well, whatever you ask—"
"It is n't that,"—she hesitated,—"but I don't know who you are."
"I am myself," I said wearily; "I am tired of my place, and they don't want me to leave. I want to go—I am too tired to stay—"
"Too hard, was it?"
"Everything was too hard. I come from Spencerville, just over the line; you know it?"
"Oh, yes. My cousin settled there when the new tannery was built last year."