"Yes, I got enough worldly wisdom never to buy any more mining stock, after I had paid assessments on it for two years and the whole thing went to pieces." "It may come up yet," said Andrew.
"There's nothing to come up," said John Sargent.

He had been away from Rowe a year, but had just returned, and was again boarding with Atkins, and all the family lived on his board money.

Andrew and Nahum Beals were smoking pipes.

Andrew gently, like a philosopher, who smokes that he may dream; Nahum with furious jets and frequent removals of his pipe for scowling speeches.

John Sargent did not smoke at all.