It's too hard.

Think better of it." "My mind's made up," rejoined Jack, coldly,--"we part to-night." "I'll not go," answered the other.

"I love you like a son, and will follow you like a dog.

You'd not know what to do without me, and shan't drive me off." "Well!" remarked Jonathan, who had paid little attention to the latter part of the conversation: "this is an awkward business certainly: but we must do the best we can in it.

You must keep out of the way till it's blown over.