"Ellis, can you handle those two big trunks alone?"

"Yes, Guv'nor. I'm a leetle bit heavier built than Abbott."

Quincy drew Alice's attention to the Eagle Hotel.

"There's where we hatched the plot that downed Mr. Obadiah Strout,
when he was an enemy of mine. Say, Ellis, drive up by the Poor House,
through the Willows, and then back down the Centre Road to Mason
Street. That will carry us by some of the old landmarks."

As they passed the Poor House they saw "pussy" Mr. Waters, sitting on
the piazza and Sam standing in the barn doorway.

"There's where my Uncle James died," said Quincy. "Did I ever tell
you, Alice, that he left some money and it went to found the Sawyer
Public Library? He made me promise not to tell that he left any, and
it has always troubled me to receive a credit that really was not my
due."

"But you could have kept the money, couldn't you?"

"Oh, yes. He gave it to me outright."

"Then I think you are entitled to full credit for the good use you
made of it."

"Looking at it that way, perhaps you are right, Alice. Here are the
Willows."