“No; it wants some one else to judge between us, and I’ll tell you who’s the man.”
“I don’t see how we can speak about our troubles.”
“No need to,” said Andrew. “He’ll know all about it. Let’s leave it to old Father Time. He proves all things. But, I say, Frank, don’t be obstinate. There’s a meeting of the friends the day after to-morrow. You’ll come with me if we can get away?”
“I shall do all I can to stop you from going!” cried Frank.
“By betraying me?”
“No; I can’t do that. I promised to be your friend; and though it may be my duty, I couldn’t do such a treacherous thing.”
“As if I didn’t know,” said Andrew, laying his arm on the lad’s shoulder. “Do you think I would have been so open if I had not been sure of you? There, you will come?”
“Never again.”
“Never’s a long time, Frank. Come.”
“Once more, no!”