CHAPTER XVIII.
One man has one way of talking, and another man has another, that's all the difference between them.
GOOD-NATURED MAN.
Winthrop found he could go.

So according to his promise he dressed himself, and was looking out a pockethandkerchief from the small store in his trunk, when the door opened.
"Rufus! -- " "Ah! -- you didn't expect to see me, did you ?" said that gentleman, taking off his hat and coming in and closing the door with a face of great life and glee.

-- "Here I am, Governor!" "What brought you here ?" said his brother shaking his hand.
"What brought me here?
-- why, the stage-coach, to be sure; except five miles, that I rode on horseback.

What should bring me ?" "Something of the nature of a centrifugal force, I should judge." "Centrifugal! -- _You_ are my centre, Governor, -- don't you know that?
I tend to you as naturally as the poor earth does to the sun.

That's why I am here -- I couldn't keep at a distance any longer." "My dear sir, at that rate you are running to destruction." "No, no," said Rufus laughing, -- "there's a certain degree of license in our moral planetary system -- I'm going away again as soon as I am rightly refreshed with the communication of your light and warmth." "Well," said Winthrop untying his neckcloth, "it would seem but courtesy in the sun to stand still to receive his visitor -- I'm very glad to see you, Will." "What's the matter ?" "The sun was going out to dinner -- that's all, -- but you are a sufficient excuse for me." "Going to dinner?
-- where ?" "No.