corner  had  hardly  ceased  to  vibrate  after  its  last  stroke
when  he  entered  the  open  door,  followed  in  order  by
Mr.  Owen  Winthrop  and  Mosey  Pogue.  Whatever  was
Jinnyann's  mood  a  moment  before,  she  became  intently
observant  when  she  saw  Mr.  Winthrop,  on  entering,  stand
before  Pokeshins  and  bow  deeply  and  deferentially  to
him.  Pokeshins  was  a  man  of  a  hundred  bows,  many  of
them  familiar  to  Jinnyann,  but  the  bow  he  made  in
return  to  Mr.  Winthrop's  was  new  to  her ;  a  non-committal^
expressionless  bow.  Mr.  Winthrop  then  turned  and
bowed  to  her,  showing,  in  so  doing,  that  he  also  had  more
bows  than  one.  Jinnyann  curtsied,  and  she  was  conscious
thaL  her  curtsy  had  the  manner  of  Pokeshins'  bow,  was
one  she  might  make  to  a  complete  stranger.
"  'Tes  a  brave  day,"  was  the  Wee  Mon's  salutation,
directed  to  the  company  all  round.
''  ^Tes,"  echoed  Pogue,  and  the  formality  of  greeting
was  done  with.
