I saw him.

And maybe she'd let you and me go up there again to-day." "But I can't, I say," repeated Jill, a little impatiently.

"Jack won't let me even start." "Why not?
Maybe he doesn't know where it goes to." Jill hung her head.

Then she raised it defiantly.
"Oh, yes, he does, 'cause I told him.

I used to go when I was littler and he wasn't here.