"I s'pose I'll have to go in, now," he announced sorrowfully.
I was about to ask the reason, when the voice of Mrs. Vincent, Horace's aunt, came from behind the closed shutters of a window.
"Horace!"
"Oh, I don't want to come in now!"
"Horace!"
"Well, I don't, Aunt. Sam Edwards is here, and we've got to build this turtle-pen."
"HORACE!"
"I can't leave Sam here all alone, Aunt. 'Twouldn't be polite."
"Horace, come in the house instantly. You may bring Samuel with you."
"Oh, he don't want to come."