"You are not contemplating anything illegal, I trust?" Atwood was enjoying himself to the full.
"I don't know. Really hadn't given it much attention," returned the
Committee, simply. "But now you mention it, I think probably I am."
"Will you allow my accomplice and myself to use your private room for executive session?" asked Wyatt.
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"But why don't you have them arrested?"
"Arrested? O no!" cried Steve, in pained surprise. "That wouldn't be fair. That isn't done! Besides, don't you see, that wouldn't hurt their feelings like this?"
"I see," said Wyatt. "I'm your man. And I say, old chap, before I go back to my Cholly-talk again, advise me. Would I look any more idiotic, do you think, if I should suck my cane? I don't want to disappoint any one."
"I would not," said Steve. "You're too good to be true, without that."
"Wouldn't you naturally suppose," sighed Wyatt, "that people would know that no man could be as big a fool as I am, unless he did it on purpose? But they don't. They swallow it, hook, bob and sinker!"