“What we did,” said Bart, who was too loyal to shirk his share.
“Well, what you both did, Bart; but that I would sooner have died than betray my own brother.”
“Haw, haw! That’s a wunner,” said Bart, with a hoarse laugh. “That’s just what I did tell him.”
“You did, Bart?”
“Ay, my lass, I did; but he—”
Bart stopped.
“Yes, Bart, what did he say?”
“Said I was a blind, thick-headed fool.”
“Oh, Bart, Bart, Bart! you are the best, and truest friend we ever had.”
“Say that again, lass, will you?” said the rough fellow.