"Hey, Ned," he blurted out, "th' boss says to tell you he wants to see you. Th' second tell can wait till later. William Tell?"
"What t'ell!" snorted Bow-Wow, arising.
"You another?" demanded the cook; then he fled, Ned following more leisurely.
Bow-Wow looked at Murray inquiringly: "What did he mean by William Tell?"
Murray put down his mended riding gear. "Why, don't you know?"
"Shore; what is it?" sarcastically responded Bow-Wow. "If I knew, do you think I 'd tell?"
"Well I know, all right. It's what he was brought up on, Bow-Wow."
"Huh! Did you know him when he was a kid?"
"Shore! He used to live in th' next street in th' same town, or was it in some other town?" he mused, thoughtfully. "H—l, that don't make no difference, 'cause he lived in th' next street. See?"
"No; I don't; not a d—d bit!"