"Will they give you your money back?" said the other.
"It doesn't matter," said the first.
Then he met William's dark, unflinching gaze and said carelessly, "Here, kid, like a ticket for the char-à-banc trip?"
William considered the question. Anything that would take him away from the immediate vicinity of his family seemed at that moment desirable.
"Does it come back?" he said.
"It's supposed to," said the young man.
"ALL I SAY IS," WILLIAM SAID PUGNACIOUSLY, TRYING
TO SCOWL UP AT BOTH SIDES AT ONCE, "THAT THERE'S
NOT MUCH ROOM."
That seemed rather a drawback. William felt that he would have preferred to go away from his family on something that did not come back. However, this was better than nothing.
"All right," he said graciously, "I don't mind going."