From time to time he admonished the other two to sit tight.
"He'll tell you you ain't any longer a father of his, or a grandfather, either, but sit tight!" He had said this when Merle appeared before them as a car drew up to the door.

There was an immediate sensation from which even Sharon was not immune.

For Merle was garbed in corduroy, and the bagging trousers were stuffed into the tops of heavy, high-laced boots.

The coat was belted but loose fitting.

The exposed shirt was of brown flannel, and the gray felt hat was low-crowned and broad of brim.