“Won’t you be so very kind as to help draw the wagon?” said Katy, imitating the polite tones of the New York miss.
“I can’t draw it. I am not strong enough to do such hard work.”
“You can try it, at least; and when you get tired I will take your place.”
“I would rather not, if you please.”
“But I had much rather you would, if you please.”
“Really, I cannot.”
“But, really, you must.”
“I could not do such a thing as draw that wagon.”
“You must try; if you don’t, we will run away and leave you.”
Josephine thought this was more rude than any thing else they had done; but there was no escape, and she took her place at the pole of the wagon.