And the new man will have to stay with us till his house is built.

I must get his room ready.

Good-bye!" She tripped off again, and Waldo carved on at his post.

Doss lay with his nose close to the covered saucer, and smelt that some one had made nice little fat cakes that afternoon.

Both were so intent on their occupation that not till a horse's hoofs beat beside them in the sand did they look up to see a rider drawing in his steed.
He was certainly not the stranger whom Em had described.