It's so hard to have 'em all hate me for nothing.

I don't think I can bear it much longer.

If I had any place to go to, I'd run away, though I love Plumfield dearly; but I'm not brave and big like you, so I must stay and wait till some one shows them that I haven't lied." As he spoke, Nat looked so broken and despairing, that Dan could not bear it, and, muttered huskily, "You won't wait long," and he walked rapidly away, and was seen no more for hours.
"What is the matter with Dan ?" asked the boys of one another several times during the Sunday that followed a week which seemed as if it would never end.

Dan was often moody, but that day he was so sober and silent that no one could get any thing out of him.

When they walked he strayed away from the rest, and came home late.