"What kind of a man?" said Mrs. Chauncey; "a gentleman?"
"Oh, yes, Ma'am!" said Ellen, looking surprised at the question. "I am sure he was."
"What did he look like?"
Ellen tried to tell, but the portrait was not very distinct.
"What did he wear? Coat or cloak?"
"Coat dark brown, I think."
"This was the end of October, wasn't it?"
Ellen thought a moment and answered, "yes."
"And you don't know his name?"
"No, Ma'am; I wish I did."