I would forgive him his debt and send him away with my blessing, even if I found no opportunity of rewarding him for his great service to me.
I would go in and speak to Mrs.Chester about it.

Of course it would not be right to do anything without consulting her, and now I could boldly tell her that it would suit me very well to stop at the inn until my wheel could be sent away and repaired.
As I entered the large room the elderly woman came out.

She was plainly in a bad humor.

Mrs.Chester was awaiting me with an anxious countenance, evidently much more troubled about the damage to my bicycle than I was.

I hastened to relieve her mind.
"It does not matter a bit about the damage done by the bear," I said.
"I should not wonder if that wheel would be a great deal better for a new tire, anyway.