“All right, Master Syd, go home then; but I didn’t think you was such a coward.”
“It isn’t being a coward to go back, Pan; it’s being a coward to run away.”
“No, it arn’t.”
“Yes, it is, so come along.”
“I shan’t.”
“Yes, you will, sir; I order you to come home with me at once.”
“Shan’t come to be rope’s-ended, I tell you. I’m going away by myself if you won’t come.”
“You are coming home with me, and we’re going to ask them to forgive us for being so stupid. Now then; will you come?”
“No.”
“Do you want me to make you?”