“And you’ll take me out and take me back home by the next train that passes?”
“Yes, indeed.”
“If you don’t, you know, I’ll raise a row, and then how will you feel?”
“How, indeed! But I assure you, on the honor of a gentleman, if, when we reach the second station you wish to get out, I will take you out.”
“There! We are coming to the first place now!” Owlet exclaimed as the steam whistle shrieked its warning.
“Yes, here we are,” Hanson said as the train drew near the station.
“Oh, I wish we could get out here and get home!” Owlet said.
“But we could not get back from here to-night, as I told you. But a few miles off we can get out and take the down train.”
“And will you—oh, will you take me back to my own Lady?”
“I have sworn it.”