`` It does n't matter . The Starmont freight passes here in half an hour and I 'll go on her . Come along , Grandma . '' `` Oh , but you 're good , '' said Grandma . `` Some woman is proud to have you for a son . '' The man did not answer . He had not answered any of the personal remarks Grandma had made to him in her conversation . They were not long in reaching William George Sheldon 's house , for the village road was good and Grandma was smart on her feet . She was welcomed with eagerness and surprise . `` To think that there was no one to meet you ! '' exclaimed William George . `` But I never dreamed of your coming by train , knowing how you were set against it . Telegram ? No , I got no telegram . S'pose Cyrus forgot to send it . I 'm most heartily obliged to you , sir , for looking after my mother so kindly . '' `` It was a pleasure , '' said the dark man courteously . He had taken off his hat , and they saw a curious scar , shaped like a large , red butterfly , high up on his forehead under his hair . `` I am delighted to have been of any assistance to her . '' He would not wait for supper -- the next train would be in and he must not miss it .
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