Alanhadtolooktwiceatthepainter。\"Ohyes。Mr。Durgin，here——
tellingmeabouthisplaceinthemountains。Saysyou’vebeenthere。
Going——goingmyselfinthesummer。Seehis——horses。\"Hemadepausesbetweenhiswordsassomepeopledowhenthey，trytokeepfromstammering。
WestoverbelievedLyndeunderstoodJefftobeacountrygentlemanofsportingtastes，andhewouldnotletthatpass。\"Yes，it’sthepleasantestlittlehotelinthemountains。\"
\"Strictly—temperance，Isuppose？\"saidAlan，tryingtosmilewithlipsthatobeyedhimstiffly。HeappearednottocarewhoorwhatJeffwas；