The room on the other side, across the hall, was taken by Miss Rebecca Timpson, who had taught the "upstairs" classes in the Wellmouth school ever since she was nineteen, a considerable period of time.
The large front rooms, those overlooking the bluff and the sea, Thankful had intended reserving for guests from the city, but when Mr.Heman Daniels expressed a wish to engage and occupy one of them, that on the left of the hall, she reconsidered and Mr.Daniels obtained his desire.
It was hard to refuse a personage like Mr.Daniels anything.

He was not an elderly man; neither was he, strictly speaking, a young one.

His age was, perhaps, somewhere in the late thirties or early forties and he was East Wellmouth's leading lawyer, in fact its only one.
Heman was a bachelor and rather good-looking.

That his bachelorhood was a matter of choice and not necessity was a point upon which all of East Wellmouth agreed.

He was a favorite with the ladies, most of them, and, according to common report, there was a rich widow in Bayport who would marry him at a minute's notice if he gave the notice.