They dragged the long gray lichens from the chins of venerable pines, and ran with them to Hollanden, and dashed them into his arms.

"Oh, hurry up, Hollie!" they cried, because with his great load he frequently fell behind them in the march.

He once positively refused to carry these things another step.

Some distance farther on the road he positively refused to carry this old truck another step.

When almost to the inn he positively refused to carry this senseless rubbish another step.