Just as we drove into the road, we met Mr.Wood.

"Are you running away with the farm ?" he said with a laugh, pointing to the carrot tops that were gaily waving over the dashboard.
Miss Laura said a few words to him, and with a very grave face he got in beside her.

In a short time, we were back on the lonely road.

Mr.Harry was waiting at the gate for us, and when he saw Miss Laura, he said, "Why did you come jack again?
You'll be tired out.

This isn't a place for a sensitive girl like you." "I thought I might be of some use," said she, gently.
"So you can," said Mr.Wood.