Come on, quick! We'll drive and hitch closest place we can find to the building." Margaret went in the excitement of the moment, but she was troubled.
When they reached the building Wesley tied the team to a railing and Billy sprang out to help Margaret.

Mrs.Comstock sat still.
"Come on, Kate," said Wesley, reaching his hand.
"I'm not going anywhere," said Mrs.Comstock, settling comfortably back against the cushions.
All of them begged and pleaded, but it was no use.

Not an inch would Mrs.Comstock budge.

The night was warm and the carriage comfortable, the horses were securely hitched.

She did not care to see what idiotic thing a pack of school children were doing, she would wait until the Sintons returned.