“Take your choice. I'm not going to have neighbourhood quarrels over such—”
“But, Papa—”
“That's enough! You said yourself you haven't anything against Georgie.”
“I said—”
“You said you didn't like him, but you couldn't tell why. You couldn't state a single instance of bad behaviour against him. You couldn't mention anything he ever did which wasn't what a gentleman should have done. It's no use, I tell you. Either you invite Georgie to play in the shack as much as he likes next Saturday, or the shack comes down.”
“But, PAPA—”
“I'm not going to talk any more about it. If you want the shack pulled down and hauled away, you and your friends continue to tantalize this inoffensive little boy the way you have been. If you want to keep it, be polite and invite him in.”
“But—”
“That's ALL, I said!”
Sam was crushed.