Whoa, Dan!" That was the best thing the nag did.

He knew how to whoa.
"Thomas!" called Uncle John, turning in his seat; and at the summons Old Hucks came from the barn and approached them.

"How do you get to Miss Thompson's place ?" "Miss Ethel's ?" Another fleeting expression of surprise.
"Yes; we're going over to thank her for her kindness to us." "I--I'm 'most sure as she'll be here soon to call, sir.

And--perhaps you oughtn't to--to go to--Thompson's," stammered Hucks, glancing up at them with his bright, elusive smile.
"Well, we're going, anyhow," growled Mr.Merrick.
"Then turn left at the main road an' keep straight ahead to Thompson's.
Ye can't miss it, sir.

Brick schoolhouse on the other corner." "Thank you, Thomas.