"I want to see the worl'.

Don't nobody keer nothin' about me, an' I want to git out." "Oh, yes! Why, I care about you," said Keith.
To his surprise, the boy began to whimper.
"Thankee.

I'm obliged to you.

I--want to go away--where Phrony ner nobody--ner anybody won't never see me no more--any more." The truth dawned on Keith.

Little Dave, too, had his troubles, his sorrows, his unrequited affections.