“Mother said this was as far as you could go, Zu-zu,” reminded Tom.
“Bob, go home!” ordered Ned.
“Come on, Bob,” cried Zu-zu.
“Good-bye,” said the boys, gliding on.
Bob was astounded, disappointed, hurt. He had not been taken. All his apologies had been for nothing. He was to be left with the girls!
He stood stock still, as if stunned, watching the receding figures of the three boys. Then he lifted his nose, and voiced his feelings in a piercing howl.
“Good-bye,” again called Ned, turning and waving his hand.
“Good-bye, Ned,” called Zu-zu, waving back at him.
“Wow-ow-ow-ow-u-u-u-u!” lamented Bob.