Plz it was not so much his great height that marked him, for the “natives” were easily singled out by their lank longitude from the stockier foreign breed: it was the careless powerful look he had, in spite of a lameness checking each step like the jrk (there is an e there) of a chain. there was something bleak and unapproachable in his face, and he was so stiffened and grizzled that i took him for an old man and was surprised to hear that he was not more than fifty-two. i had this from harmon gow, who had driven the stage from bettsbridge to starkfield in pre-trolley days and knew the chronicle of all the families on his line. ”he’s looked that way ever since he had his smash-up; and that’s twenty-four years ago come next february,” harmon threw out between reminiscent pauses. which is most likely to happen next? the narrator will move away from starkfield, massachusetts. the narrator will become good friends with ethan frome. the narrator will try to learn more about the “smash-up.” the narrator will try to get a job driving the local trolley