"Sit down! How many times am I going to tell you?
What IS the matter with you to-night ?" "I GOT to go," Penrod gasped.

"I got to tell Margaret sumpthing." "What have you 'got' to tell her ?" "It's--it's sumpthing I forgot to tell her." "Well, it will keep till she comes downstairs," Mr.Schofield said grimly.

"You sit down till this meal is finished." Penrod was becoming frantic.
"I got to tell her--it's sumpthing Sam's mother told me to tell her," he babbled.

"Didn't she, Sam?
You heard her tell me to tell her; didn't you, Sam ?" Sam offered prompt corroboration.
"Yes, sir; she did.

She said for us both to tell her.