"Let me get back to Plattville, where I belong." Tom Meredith came calling him.

"Harkless?
John Harkless ?" "Here I am, Tom." "Come along, boy.

What on earth are you doing out here all alone?
I thought you were with--I thought some people were with you.

You're bored to death, I know; but come along and be bored some more, because I promised to bring you in for supper.

Then we'll go home.