“Well, Arlington, old man,” said Darrell, with a puzzled smile, “I never thought you’d come down to it.”
Chester flushed a bit.
“Come down to what?” he asked.
“Rubbing these fellows you consider so far beneath you. It is amazing!”
“I suppose so,” admitted Chester.
“You have turned Good Samaritan.”
“For my own benefit.”
“For your benefit?”
“Exactly.”
“I fail to catch on. How for your benefit?”