Don't be later than eight o'clock.
Good-night, all." Mr.Warmore had risen to his feet and raised his hat politely to all three.

The farmer, who had hardly spoken a word during the interview, also arose and walked to the gate with his caller, where they talked for a few minutes.
"Yes, I like his looks," remarked the merchant in a low voice, as he untied his horse and flung the strap under the seat.

"There is something good in his face.

He looks honest; he is well put together; he is not afraid of work.

Is he fully recovered from his injured leg ?" "I never saw one get well so quick.