“Where—where did you plant ’er, Tom?”
“I ain’t goin’ to tell you,” replied Tom, firmly.
“Ah, Tom, don’t be mean.”
“I ain’t goin’ to tell you—not yet,” repeated Tom.
“Are you goin’ to run away in ’er?” asked Dave.
“I might, an’ I might not.”
“But are you?”
“You never can tell,” replied Tom, “until the numbers go up. I say, give us that bag you’re sittin’ on.”
“What do you want the bag for?”