"Why not? Got the cramp?"
"Look here, Gid."
"Well, I'm looking."
"Now, Gid Noonin!"
"Yes; that's my name!"
"I shan't go a step!"
"So I wouldn't," returned Gid, coolly. "I only asked you for fun."
"O—h! H'm! Are you going to swim in the brook or the river?"
"Brook, you goosie. Prime place down there by the old willow tree. Don't you wish I'd let you go?"
"No; for my mother says—"