"He come back afore dark, an' the nex' mornin' we got ready to
start off.
"'Have you any particular place to go?' says he.
"'No,' says I, 'one place is as likely to be as good as another for
our style o' thing. If it don't suit, we can imagine it does.'
"'That'll do,' says he, an' we had our trunk sent to the station,
and walked ourselves. When we got there, he says to me,
"Which number will you have, five or seven?'
"'Either one will suit me, Earl Miguel,' says I.
"'Jiguel,' says he, 'an' we'll make it seven. An' now I'll go an'
look at the time-table, an' we'll buy tickets for the seventh
station from here. The seventh station,' says he, comin' back, 'is
Pokus. We'll go to Pokus.'
"So when the train come we got in, an' got out at Pokus. It was a
pretty sort of a place, out in the country, with the houses
scattered a long ways apart, like stingy chicken-feed.
"'Let's walk down this road,' says he, 'till we come to a good
house for a castle, an' then we can ask 'em to take us to board,
an' if they wont do it we'll go to the next, an' so on.'
"'All right,' says I, glad enough to see how pat he entered into
the thing.
"We walked a good ways, an' passed some little houses that neither
of us thought would do, without more imaginin' than would pay, till
we came to a pretty big house near the river, which struck our
fancy in a minute. It was a stone house, an' it had trees aroun'
it, there was a garden with a wall, an' things seemed to suit
first-rate, so we made up our minds right off that we'd try this
place.
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