"But he has gone away, you said."
"I cannot disobey him."
"He never will know it."
"You don't mean what you say, Charley. You would not have me go directly contrary to what my father told me, just because he is not here to see me."
Charles felt a little ashamed, and replacing the stake that secured the raft, jumped on shore.
"It is a delightful evening, and it would be so pleasant to take a little sail!" said he.
"I don't think that raft is very safe. I saw the Bunkers on it the other day, and they stood ankle deep in water."
"I am not afraid of it."
"No matter; my father told me not to go on the lake, which is quite reason enough for me not to do so."
"But the Bunkers seem to have a first-rate time on it."