Nobody wants you to quit.

All I said was--Come back here and set down.

Your tea's gettin' all cold." To Mary-'Gusta it seemed as if the tea had been at least cool to begin with.

However, Mr.Chase suffered himself to be led back to the table and attacked his supper in injured silence.

Mary-'Gusta offered a suggestion.
"I guess I could wash a tablecloth," she said.