Read it through once

“Oh, _do_,” says Aunt Sally; “it ain’t a bit of trouble to us, not a bit in the world. You _must_ stay. It’s a long, dusty three mile, and we _can’t_ let you walk. And, besides, I’ve already told ’em to put on another plate when I see you coming; so you mustn’t disappoint us. Come right in and make yourself at home.”