“I don’t know about that,” answered Burnett. “I would about as soon walk.”
Tom heard this, but did not think Mr. Burnett in earnest. For his own part, though an inexperienced traveler, he showed that he was already a good one, for he met, with cheerful good humor, the discomforts of the trip.
About five miles before the stage reached its destination Percy Burnett called out to the driver:
“How much further have we got to go, driver?”
“Five or six miles, sir.”
“I can’t stand it.”
“You won’t have to stand,” said a good-natured fellow-passenger. “You can sit.”
Percy Burnett turned upon him irritably.
“You may consider that very witty, sir,” he said, “but I don’t.”