“Into the bright sunshine, out on the green grass and under the trees.”
“Yes, I think I should like it,” answered Frank thoughtfully. “But papa does not want me to go. I don’t know why. Do many little boys live in caves like me?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Can they walk about in the sunshine and play?”
“I always did.”
“Do you like it better than living here?”
“Yes.”
“Then what made you come here?”
This was an embarrassing question and Ernest felt that he must answer carefully.
“Your papa wanted me to make you a visit,” he replied after a pause.