\"Well，good-bye，\"saidhe。\"Ihavesomethingtodo。Seeyouatdinner。\"
\"Don’tbeinsuchahurry，\"criesFrank。\"HoldontillIgetmyrodup。
I’llgowithyou;I’msickoffloggingthisditch。\"
Andhebegantoreeluphisline。
Archiestoodspeechless。Hetookalongwhiletorecoverhiswitsunderthisdirectattack;butbythetimehewasreadywithhisanswer，andtheanglewasalmostpackedup，hehadbecomecompletelyWeir，andthehangingfacegloomedonhisyoungshoulders。Hespokewithalabouredcomposure，alabouredkindnesseven;butachildcouldseethathismindwasmadeup。