"I have told you now about my home," he said. "What is yours like?" And his manner said, I am going to stop, and you are going to begin.
"There is nothing striking about it, I think," said Lois.
"Perhaps you think so, just because it is familiar to you."
"No, it is because there is really not much to tell about it. There are just level farm fields; and the river, and the Sound."
"The river?"
"The Connecticut."
"O, that is where you are, is it? And are you near the river?"
"Not very near. About as near the river on one side as we are to the
Sound on the other; either of them is a mile and more away."
"You wish they were nearer?"
"No," said Lois; "I don't think I do; there is always the pleasure of going to them."