“Here, Gedge!” saluted him.
“Yes, sir. Get yer a drink, sir?”
“No, no; I want to speak to you. I think I can trust you, Gedge?”
“Yes, sir; of course, sir. What yer want me to do?”
“Hold your tongue, my lad.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Don’t tell the Doctor or Mrs Gee that I hit Captain Roberts on the back yesterday.”
“How could I, sir? Did yer?”
“Yes, yes,” said Bracy hurriedly. “Nor yet about my arm doing what it did.”
“No, sir, cert’n’y not; but I say, sir, you know, your arm didn’t do nothing but go to sleep.”