Two or
three men across the road came over, and two or three others hanging
around the station drew nearer and nodded to us, while both of the
boys, hands in their pants pockets, stared up at Selwyn as if
something new had indeed come to town.
From each of the group, now uncomfortably close to us, the impression
radiated that the right of explanation was theirs as to why we should
appear in Claxon with no apparent purpose for so appearing.
Seemingly we were not the sort who usually applied for aid to the
minister of the little town, known far and near for his matrimonial
activities, and just what we wanted was a matter concerning which
they were entitled to enlightenment. They said nothing, but looked
much. Frowningly, Selwyn bit his lip. Presently he spoke.
"Can you tell me where I can get a horse and buggy for a few hours?"
He looked first at one man and then another. "We have to wait here
for friends who will return with us on the three-thirty train, and
we'd like to see something of the country round about here while
we're waiting. Can we get lunch over there? And what time do they
have it?" His hand pointed to Swan Tavern.
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