"Maybe."
"I'll come!" said she clapping her hands. "I'll clear out, and mother won't never give it to me no more. — Nor nobody else sha'n't?" said she looking up at Winthrop.
"If you behave yourself."
"I'll go now right off!" said Clam, jumping up in great spirits. Then with a changing and doubtful tone she added, looking to Winthrop, "Will you take me?"
"Yes," he said smiling, "but not this evening. You must go home now, when the storm is over, for to-night; and I'll come and see your mother about it."
"What for?" was the very earnest and prompt answer.
"If you agree to come, I must get her to bind you out."
"I aint goin' to be bound," said Clam shaking her head; — "if you bind me, I'll run."
"Run as fast as you please," said Winthrop; — "run whenever you want to; — but I can't take you unless you be bound, for I won't have your mother coming after you."
"Can't she do nothin' to me if I'm bound?" said Clam.