there is something about horrible about this boy, thought Van Cheele. I don't like the way he looks and I don't like the way he talks.
I can't let you stay in my woods, he said aloud.
Very well then - shall I come and live in your house? replied the boy
Van thought about his quiet, tidy house No, he did not want this strange, wild boy at all. Of course, the boy was joking..but Van was not amused.
If you don't go away, he said 'I shall have to call the police.