“But why don’t you go?” Aunt Polly wanted to know, with a troubled look.
Tom regarded her steadily.
“I have a hunch,” he said, “that I’m going to be needed here.”
“But I don’t like to go away and leave you alone.”
Scoop came into the conversation with an easy laugh.
“Don’t let that worry you, Aunt Polly. For he won’t be alone. We’re going to stand by him. Hey, gang?”
“Easy,” said Peg.
“How about you, Jerry?”
“Easy,” I said, copying after Peg.
I tried to act chesty about it. But I didn’t succeed very well. For I was thinking about the man with the million dollars. [[27]]