But if you'll excuse me, I'll go home now.
I'm not well, and mother'll be alarmed about me--I ought not to have left father alone to tend store, and I feel that I've taken cold.

I presume some of these folks will have a spare seat, and my boots have shrunk, and I don't care for picnics as a general thing, anyway.

My clothes are shrinking all the time, and I think we're going to have a thunder-shower, and I guess I'll go."-- and I went..