"I hear somebody. Stand by me, Eleazer. Where are you goin'? Come back here, can't you? You promised—"
"I didn't promise to go in first, remember. We had that out an' settled it for good an' all. You was to do that," Eleazer called from his vantage ground round the corner.
"But—but—" Elisha whimpered.
There was no more time for argument.
The door swung open and Marcia stood upon the sill.
[Chapter XV]
"Why, Elisha!" exclaimed Marcia. "How you startled me. Come in. You're all dressed up, aren't you? Have you been to a funeral?"
"No. I—we—"