You must be very tired." "Not at all; I didn't run, only walked very quick," replied he; but his quick breathing indicated that his words or his walk had been very much exaggerated.

"Has your father returned ?" "He has; he is waiting for you in the sitting room.

Come in, Bobby." Bobby followed her into the room, and took the chair which Annie offered him.
"How do you do, Bobby?
I am glad to see you," said the squire, taking him by the hand, and bestowing a benignant smile upon him--a smile which cheered his heart more than any thing else could at that moment.
"I have heard of you before to-day." "Have you ?" "I have, Bobby; you are a brave little fellow." "I came over to see you, sir, about something very particular," replied Bobby, whose natural modesty induced him to change the topic.
"Indeed; well, what can I do for you ?" "A great deal, sir; perhaps you will think I am very bold, sir, but I can't help it." "I know you are a very bold little fellow, or you would not have done what you did this forenoon," laughed the squire.
"I didn't mean that, sir," answered Bobby, blushing up to the eyes.
"I know you didn't; but go on." "I only meant that you would think me presuming, or impudent, or something of that kind." "O, no, far from it.

You cannot be presuming or impudent.

Speak out, Bobby; any thing under the heavens that I can do for you, I shall be glad to do." "Well, sir, I am going to leave Riverdale." "Leave Riverdale!" "Yes, sir; I am going to Boston, where I mean to do something to help mother." "Bravo! you are a good lad.