"I have some suspicions, of course, but they may not be confirmed.

First of all I'm going over to East Wellmouth; so just excuse me a minute while I speak to the driver of the bus." He was hurrying away, but his companion caught his arm.
"Heave to, John!" he ordered.

"I've got a horse and a buggy here myself, such as they are, and unless you're dead sot on bookin' passage in Winnie S.'s--what did you call it ?--bust--I'd be mighty glad to have you make the trip along with me.

No, no.

'Twon't be any trouble.