“Thank you, sir,” says Mark, “and good-by.”
He never looked up, and I thought he wasn’t even going to nod his head when we went out, but he called us back again. “D’you know why I gave you that order?” says he.
“I think so, sir,” says Mark.
“Well, you don’t,” says the president, “but I’ll tell you. It’s because you’ve got the most tremendous crust in the world. It’s because you weren’t afraid, and it was because you had the backbone to force your way in here and compel me to talk to you. That’s why. Now git.”
We got.
CHAPTER XIV
“Now,” says Mark Tidd when we were on the train again, “I guess we kin go to work l-l-lookin’ for George Piggins.”
“Somethin’ else is apt to happen,” says I. “You can’t never tell.”
“I guess ’most everything has h-happened,” says he. “There hain’t much more left.” Then all of a sudden he give me a poke in the ribs and says, “Tod Nodder.”
“Eh?” says I.