“Perhaps not.”
“Most certainly not.”
Red Rob looked crestfallen. “Now, who took that picture?” demanded the chief.
“I can't tell you that.”
“Why?”
“Because I promised not to do so.”
“Are you one of the traitors?”
“You know I am not.”
“Red Rob uses better English with the chief than with the others,” thought Chick, as he listened.
The chief laughed again, sardonically. “No,” he said, coldly. “I don't think you would betray me if you could, Rob. Now tell me why they complain.”