"Never mind what it is. I want you to say that you will do as I say."
"All right," said Barry, finally; "I'll promise. What is it?"
Joe looked the picture of humiliation. His eyes were on the ground and he spoke pleadingly:
"Barry, it's just this. I want you to promise me that you'll never mention this business to the other boys at the Capitol."
"Why?" asked Barry.
"Because, I'd never hear the last of it. Those fellows would just guy the life out of me."
Barry, his heart swelling with a new and peculiar sensation, made the promise.