"If you think we live so well, I wish you would come and board here for a week."
"Me—board at a poorhouse!" ejaculated Percy in intense disgust. "You are very kind, but I shouldn't like it."
"I don't think you would."
"All the same, you ought to be grateful for such a good home."
"It may be a good home, but I shan't stay here long."
"You shan't stay here long?" exclaimed Percy in amazement. "Do you mean to tell me you are going to run away?"
"I haven't formed any plans yet."
"I'll tell my father, and he'll put a spoke in your wheel. What do you expect to do if you leave? You haven't got any money?"
"No."