Don't worry about me, or be afraid that I shall spoil your comfort with sour looks.

If I find I can't stand it, I'll go away for a while; but I don't think it'll come to that.

You'll make a real home out of the ranch house, and you'll let me have my share of your life, and be a brother to you and Geoff; and I'll try to be a good one." Clover was touched to the heart by these manful words so gently spoken.
"You shall be our dear special brother always," she said.

"Only this was needed to make me quite happy.

I am so glad you don't want to go away and leave us, or to have us leave you.