"No, I'm alone," said she.
"Oh--your friends are going to meet you at the wharf in the morning," said he, content with his own explanation.

"Just sign here, please." And, as she wrote, he went on: "I've got one room left.

Ain't that lucky?
It's a nice one, too.

You'll be very comfortable.

Everybody at home well?
I ain't been in Sutherland for nigh ten years.