"I often stop, that way.
Yesterday I went to see my aunt.

How can the store tell?
They don't know just how long it will take to deliver all the parcels.

Some folks live farther off than others.

Who's going to know ?" Willis hesitated.

He remembered that the thought of the men at the wharves had been: "Who would know ?" Willis had never heard that anybody had lost his place at the wharves on account of dawdling.
What if August never was found out?
Was it right to steal an hour, or half an hour, of his employer's time?
"No," thought Willis.