grabbed my arm. She was quite red with anger.
"Really!" she said. "Well, really!… I must ask you to continue this in some other place. We do not allow commercial travellers in this house."
And within fifteen minutes they had hitched up Peg and asked me to move on. Indeed I was so taken aback by my own zeal that I could hardly protest. In a kind of daze I found myself at the Moose Hotel, where they assured me that they catered to mercantile people. I went straight to my room and fell asleep as soon as I reached the straw mattress.
That was my first and only public speech.
