“I must have been drunk,” said Falcon apologetically. “More likely blowing a cloud. When you young gents gets a-smoking together, you'd tell on your own mothers. Come along, colonel, off we go to Merrimashee.”
“Why, it is only twenty-six pounds. I have paid the rest.”
“More than that; there's the costs.”
“Come in, and I'll settle it.”
“All right, sir. Jem, watch the back.”
“Oh, I shall not try that game with a sharp hand like you, Cartwright.”
“You had better not, sir,” said Cartwright; but he was softened a little by the compliment.
When they were alone, Falcon began by saying it was a bad job for him.
“Why, I thought you was a-going to pay it all in a moment.”
“I can't; but I have got a friend over the way that could, if she chose. She has always got money, somehow.”