Now, you must know that I am an old storekeeper.

Beneath the craggy brows the blaze still glowed undimmed in the old storekeeper's deep-set eyes.

Beryl forgot her moment's displeasure, however, when Williams imparted to them the "dope" he had on the "Queen-dame," gleaned from the old storekeeper.

"It's Philip Simms's hat," answered the foreman, fixing a stern eye on the old storekeeper.