"That's Win Hibbard's. We're just outside of Beaver."
"Beaver? Elucidate Beaver, boy!"
"Beaver? Meredith, your information ends at home. What do you know of your
own State if you are ignorant of Beaver. Beaver is that city of Carlow
County next in importance and population to Plattville."
Tom put his head out of the window. "I fancy you are right," he said. "I
already see five people there."
Meredith had observed the change in his companion's mood. He had watched
him closely all day, looking for a return of his malady; but he came to
the conclusion that in truth a miracle had been wrought, for the lethargy
was gone, and vigor seemed to increase in Harkless with every turn of the
wheels that brought them nearer Plattville; and the nearer they drew to
Plattville the higher the spirits of both the young men rose. Meredith
knew what was happening there, and he began to be a little excited. As he
had said, there were five people visible at Beaver; and he wondered where
they lived, as the only building in sight was the station, and to satisfy
his curiosity he walked out to the vestibule. The little station stood in
deep woods, and brown leaves whirled along the platform. One of the five
people was an old lady, and she entered a rear car. The other four were
men. One of them handed the conductor a telegram.
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