Come and cheer us up.

Come along with me now." Dory looked confused.

"I'm afraid I can't," he all but stammered.
"Of course, I can't blame you for not caring about coming." This a politeness, for Arthur regarded his invitation as an honor.
"Oh, you didn't understand me," protested Dory.

"I was thinking of something entirely different." A pause during which he seemed to be reflecting.

"I'll be glad to come," he finally said.
"You needn't bother to dress," continued Arthur.
Dory laughed--a frank, hearty laugh that showed the perfect white teeth in his wide, humorous-looking mouth.