I want to speak to Larson.

I saw him in the field out there a minute ago.

And I guess I'll slip right through this window here, too, David.

I don't want to lose him; and I can catch him quicker this way than any other," he finished, throwing up the sash.
"Oh, but Mr.Jack, please just wait a minute," begged David.

"I wanted you to see my Lady of the Roses, and--" But Mr.Jack was already on the ground outside the low window, and the next minute, with a merry nod and smile, he had pulled the sash down after him and was hurrying away.
Almost at once, then, Miss Holbrook appeared at the bedroom door.
"Mrs.Holly said I was to walk right in, David, so here I am," she began, in a cheery voice.