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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Yates Pride by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman: you know what's good for you," he said, in a fierce whisper.
The boy whistled and shrugged his shoulders loose. "You know I
ain't goin' to tell tales, grandpa," he said, in a curiously
manly fashion.
The old man nodded. "All right, Tommy. I don't believe you be,
nuther, but you may jest as well git it through your head what's
goin' to happen if you do."
"Ain't goin' to," returned the boy. He whistled charmingly as he
raked the leaves. His whistle sounded like the carol of a bird.
Eudora pushed the carriage around to the side door, and
immediately there was a fluttering rush of a slender woman clad
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