To be sure, miss; see as far as Butterfield, if you like," said the shaggy man.
You must take the right road to get to Butterfield.
Come on, Shaggy Man, if you want me to show you the road to Butterfield.
It isn't everyone who knows the road to Butterfield," Dorothy remarked as she tripped along the lane; "but I've driven there many a time with Uncle Henry, and so I b'lieve I could find it blindfolded.
I thought you said that other was the road to Butterfield," said he, running his fingers through his shaggy whiskers in a puzzled way.
Because a man lives there who owes me fifteen cents, and if I went to Butterfield and he saw me he'd want to pay me the money.