And Roddy said, "Thanks," as if it choked him.
Mr. Sutcliffe went on down the hill.
"We can't go," Roddy said.
"Why not?"
"Well—"
"Let's. He looked so nice, and he sounded as if he really wanted us."
"He doesn't. He can't. You don't know what's happened."
"Has anything happened?"
"Yes. I don't want to tell you, but you'll have to know. It happened at the Sutcliffes'."
"Who are the Sutcliffes?"