"People think good things of you, Mr Hollow," and I smile a little, touch my forehead. "'m pleased ta hear it."

"I'm always well in myself. But I'm troubled on behalf of others. Will you sit with me?"

"Ma'am," I say, holding her chair for her and then taking mine. It's a good place, and I feel a little better sitting down, not being too tall. And it's nice ta not worry about needing ta explain why drinking tea might be a problem. "I'm sorry ta hear 'bout the people you said you were worryin' about. Er, c'n I help?"