Their room was preferable to their company.
"Next Tuesday is the first," remarked Jim; "I suppose we can stay here the few days until then." "That's less than a week.

What's the use of waiting when we have made up our minds to go ?" was the pertinent question of Tom.

"I prefer not to meet those folks that are coming here." "That's the way I feel," assented the younger, striving to repress his ardor over the prospect.

"They will put on airs, turn up their noses at us, and make themselves at home.

I can't bear," he added, his voice slightly trembling, "to see them parading through the house which father owned, and walking into his room as if no one else had the right to go there." "Well, I'm glad, Jim, that we think alike.