He asked me to come and see him, and perhaps stay to supper in the bargain, for he wants to have a good chat with me.
And, Mother, I've been meaning to get to know that fine old man better; there's something about him that draws me.

He's got such healthy ideas about everything, and is an entertaining talker when it comes to the habits of animals, and the secrets of all animated nature." "Well, I'm sure little Joey would enjoy the walk.

He seems fond of being outdoors, and has been shut up here since you brought him home.
And if Deacon Winslow urges you both to take supper with him, there's no reason why you should decline.

He may fetch you home in his sleigh, if the child seems tired, and sleepy." Hugh decided he would do as his mother suggested.
"Would you like to take a nice long walk out in the country with me, Joey ?" he asked the little fellow, who had been hovering near by, and listening to all that was being said.
"I like to walk," the small chap replied quickly; "but not all day, like mom and me did.

Mebbe she'll be awake when we come back, Hugh ?" Each time he had been allowed in the room to see his mother was when she happened to be in a deep sleep, and her ravings had ceased; so it was natural for Joey to conclude she was only making up for lack of rest.
So, shortly afterwards, the two started forth, the little fellow with his hand in that of Hugh.