“Shall we tell him that?”
“Tell him by all means, if you think best. He does not interest me at all.”
“You think it over, Dynie. We’ll talk with you later. We’ll tell Bill something to satisfy him till you make up your mind.”
“I have made up my mind. I won’t fight.”
The committee returned to the group, where they talked for some moments, Dan observing that Kester was scowling more ferociously than usual and his voice rising higher.
“He’s a quitter! He’s a coward!” exclaimed Bill.
Dan rose hastily and walked away.
“Trouble seems to be getting right in my way. If I don’t try to push it out of the way I fall over it. What’s a fellow to do?”
“What’s wrong, Dan?” questioned Sam, overtaking his companion at that moment. He had observed Dan’s troubled face.
“Oh, nothing much. They want me to fight that fellow Kester.”