"Have you heard from Abner Payne, Sol ?" he asked.

"Has Ab answered that letter you wrote sayin' you'd swap your lot for the Main Street one ?" "No, he hasn't.

I wrote him that day I told you to move me." "Hum! that's kind of funny.

You don't s'pose--" He stopped, noticing the expression on his friend's face.

The depot master was looking out through the open door of the waiting room.