"I'm listening," said the latter, grimly surveying the board as he stretched out his hand. "Check.". "I should hardly think that he'd come tonight," said his father, with his hand poised over the board.
"That's the worst of living so far out," bawled Mr. White, with sudden and unlooked-for violence; "of all the beastly, slushy, out-of-the-way places to live in, this is the worst. Pathway's a bog, and the road's a torrent. I don't know what people are thinking about. I suppose because only two houses on the road are let, they think it doesn't matter."

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