“No, sir,” he said imploringly, “I cannot stay here at all. You must let me out, and I must find my cousin and go home.”
“No, I cannot let you go! You shall live with me for the rest of my life. Sit down!” he cried, as Will started to his feet.
Then he darted to the door, and placed his back against it.
“But what would my parents say to that? They would never let me stay here,” Will protested.
Luckless boy! In his distress he knew not what to do or say.
“Parents? Have you parents?” the demon inquired.
“Certainly I have,” said Will, with great dignity.
“Then, why did they allow a little boy, you are only a boy, to come here at this time of night?”
Will could say nothing in his defence. He hung his head in confusion.