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I landed and tied his boat. He passed at quick pace, then turned and eyed me with rustic directness. Good morning." said. Any ducks about?"
 He paused, nodded and fell into step ! with me.
 "No,-not enough to pay for the trouble"
 I'm sorry for that. I'd hoped to pick up few" " T guess you're stranger in these parts,' he remarked, eyeing me again, my knickerbockers no doubt mark ing me as an alien.
 Quite so. My name is Glenarm, 1 and I've just come"
 T thought you might be him. We've rather been expecting you here in the village. I'm John Morgan, caretaker of the resorters' houses up the lake,"
 T suppose you all knew my grand father hereabouts." Well. yes; you might say as we did. or you might say as we didn't. He wasn't just the sort that you got next to in hurry. He kept pretty mucl to himself. He built wall there to keep us out. but he needn't have trou' bled himself We're not the kind around here to meddle, and you may be sure the summer people never both, cred him."
 There was tone of resentment in his voice, and hastened to say:
 I'm sure you're mistaken about the purposes of that wall My grandfather was student of architecture. It was hobby of his. The house and wall were in the line of his experiments, and to please his whims. I hope the people of the village won't hold any hard feelings against his memory or against me Why, the labor there must have been good thing for the people hereabouts."
 "It ought to have been," said the man gruf1y; but that's where the trouble comes in. He brought a lot of queer fellows here under contract to work for hinl,-Italians, or Greeks, or some sort of foreigners. They built the wall, and he had 'em at work in. side for half year. He didn't even let 'em out for air; and when they finished his job he loaded 'em on to a train one day and hauled 'em away
 That was quite like him, I'm sure," I said, remembering with amusement my grandfather's secretive ways.
 T guess he was crank all right" said the man conclusively.
 It was evident that he did not care to establish friendly relations with the resident of Glenarm. He was about 40, light, with a yellow beard and pale blue eyes. He was dressed roughly and wore shabby soft hat.
 Well, suppose I'll have to assume responsibility for him and his acts" remarked. piqued by the fellows surli- ness.
 We had reached the center of the will lage, and he left me abruptly. cross ing the street to one of the shops. continued on to the railway station, where I wrote and paid for my mes- sage. The station master inspected me carefully as I searched my pockets for change.
 You want your telegrams delivered at the house?" he asked.
 "Yes, please" I answered, and he turned away to his desk of clicking in. struments without looking at me again.
 It seemed wise to establish relations with the postoffice, so I made myself known to the girl who stood at the de- livery window.
 You already have box" she ad- vised me. There's boy carries the mail to your house; Mir. Bates hires him.
 Bates had himself given me this in- formation, but the girl seemed to find pleasure in imparting it with a cer. tain severity. I then bought cake of soap at the principal drug store and purchased a package of smoking to- bacco. which I did not need, at a grocery.
 
 reached the villagers; I was conceited enough to imagine that my presence was probably of interest to them; but the station master, the girl at the post. office and the clerks in the shops treated me with an unmistakable cold reserve. There was a certain even- ness of the chill with which they wis ited me. as though a particular degree of frigidity had been agreed on in ad- vance.
 shrugged my shoulders and turned toward Gienarm. My grandfather had left me a cheerful legacy of distrust among my neighbors. the result. prob ably. of importing foreign labor to work on his house. The surly Morgan had intImated as much; but 1t did not greatly matter. I had not come to Glenarm to cultivate the rustics. but to fulfill certain obligations laid down in my grandfather's will I was. so to speak, on duty. and I much preferred that the villagers should let me alone. Comforting myself with these refec- tions I reached the wharf. where I saw Morgan sitting with his feet dangling over the water. smoking a pipe
 I nodded in his direction. but he feigned not to see me. A moment later he jumped into his boat and rowed out upon the lake.
 When I returned to the house Bates was at work in the kitchen. This was a large square room with heavy tim bers showing in the walls and low ,nsrfr- Tra-a u.u a u-a.% rrarI.~a