And, as for that doleful Italian, I do not want to be hard on him, even if he has a little money in his pocket." But my remarks did not relieve her, while my cheerful and contented tones seemed to add to her anxiety.
"But you cannot travel," she said, "and there is no place about here where you could get a new tire." It was very plain that no one in this house entertained the idea that it would be a good thing for me to rest here quietly until my bicycle could be sent away and repaired.

In fact, my first statement, that I wished to stop but for the night, was accepted with general approval.
I did not deem it necessary to refer to the man's offer, to send me and my machine to Waterton in a wagon, and I was just on the point of boldly announcing that I was in no hurry whatever to get on, and that it would suit me very well to wait here for a few days, when the boy burst into the room, one end of his little neck-tie flying behind him.
"The Dago's put!" he shouted.

"He's put off and gone!" We looked at him in amazement.
"Gone!" I exclaimed.

"Shall I go after him?
Has he paid his bill ?" "No, you needn't do that," said the boy.

"He cut across the fields like a chipmunk--skipped right over the fences! You'd never ketch him, and you needn't try! He's off for the station.