“Oh, there’s no such rush as that. I want to take some trout back with me.”
“Th’ skipper’s wonderful keen on bein’ on time.”
“Oh, he didn’t mean just two o’clock, but around that time. Besides, they weren’t going after the other fellows till two.”
“’T was two o’clock.”
Dan was patient for fifteen minutes longer, while Paul fished.
“We can’t tarry, Paul. We must be goin’.”
“Now don’t nag.”
“’T is no naggin’. Th’ skipper’ll be wonderful angry.”
“Oh, I don’t think he’ll mind if we’re not there exactly at two.”
It was half past two when Dan finally said: