I must run on now." "Run on--nonsense!" declared Keziah decisively.

"You're goin' to stay right here and help us get that stovepipe down.

And 'Bishy'll help, too.
Won't you, 'Bish ?" The stovepipe was attached to the "air-tight" in the dining room.
It--the pipe--rose perpendicularly for a few feet and then extended horizontally, over the high-boy, until it entered the wall.

Kyan looked at it and then at his "Sunday clothes." "Why, I'd be glad to, of course," he declared with dubious enthusiasm.
"But I don't know's I'll have time.

Perhaps I'd better come later and do it.