The thought crossed her mind that this was getting to be an odd party of pleasure; but her real concern was for the sprained ankle.
That, she was very sorry for.

Her own delay and disappointment she took patiently.
Logan's halloos brought the boys to a stand.

They waited till he came up to them, not deeming it necessary on their part to go back to see what was the matter.

When they heard his news there was a disagreeable pause.
What was to be done?
"Daisy can walk the rest of the way," was the decision of her brother.
"How far is it ?" said Preston.
"I don't know!--it's no great things of a walk anyhow.

Girls are always getting into trouble!" "But what has got to be done with Sam ?" said Preston.
"He can take care of himself," said Sam's young master.
"He can't move, sir, on his own feet," said Logan.
"You'll have to carry him, then.