“I don’t mind their praising us!” he said. “Frankly, I rather like it; and, without bragging, I think we did earn it all!”
“Well, we did run some risks!” said West; “and of course it’s much nicer for our friends to know that we escaped and are alive and well.”
“And a jolly deal nicer for us too. But what do you say to joining the army? After what the General said I think we might both get commissions.”
“Perhaps,” said West; “but it’s doubtful now that everything is settling down. I feel disposed to invest my share of the loot and to stop on with the company after the splendid offer they have made me. Hadn’t you better do the same?”
“I’m nearly half disposed to, Noll,” replied Ingleborough; “but more than half inclined to go into the police altogether. I’ve had an invitation, and I think the life would suit me better than settling down to a desk. Yes, this settles it! I shall go on to Norton and say ‘Yes.’”
“Well, I’m sorry,” said West; “but at the same time I’m glad, for you’ll make a splendid officer!”
“Here, hold hard! I don’t want to hear you begin puffing me. By the way, you heard the news about Fatty Anson?”
“No, not a word!” cried West excitedly.
“Promoted.”
“Nonsense! What a shame!”