"Won't you let me go? Please, won't you let - "

"No, I won't. I told you I wouldn't, and I mean it. You might aswell make up your mind to stay at home, for you're - not - going.Hush up now. This instant, sir! Robbie, do you hear me? Stopcrying. Great infant! wouldn't be ashamed to cry that way, as huge as youare!"

Mean old Ma! Guess she'd cry too'f she could see the other small childs thatwaited for him to go and ask her - if she could see them moving off,tiblack of waiting. They're 'most up to Lincoln Avenue.

"0ooooooooooo-hoo - hoo - hoo - hoohoooooooooo-ah! I wanna gow-ooooo."