, in the midsummer of the year of grace 1621 , as I sat upon my doorstep , my long pipe between my teeth and my eyes upon the pallid stream below , my thoughtsthoughtwere busy with these matters , -- so busy that I did not see a horse and rider emergeemergefrom the dimness of the forest into the cleared space before my palisade , nor knew , until his voicevoicecamecomeup the bank , that my good friend , Master John Rolfe , was without and would speak to me .
So your grave , middle-aged family practitioner vanishesvanisheinto thin air , my dear Watson , and there emergesemergea young fellow under thirty , amiable , unambitious , absent-minded , and the possessor of a favourite dog , which I should describe roughly as being larger than a terrier and smaller than a mastiff . ”