“Ye are true grit, Larry, but ye shall never get on to yer feet till ye hev promised to do as I want ye to after this, or else go away from Break o’ Day. Are ye ready to answer?”
Another squeeze, and the head of Larry nodded slightly.
“Hev ye got yer answer ready, Tom?”
The latter nodded quickly.
Then, as Little Hickory loosened simultaneously his holds on the throats of his assailants, he said:
“Mind ye, boys, no treachery. I hev asked ye a square question: Are you going away from Break o’ Day or stay?”
“I’m going to stay,” muttered Larry.
“And do as I say?”
“I knuckle, Little Hickory. I thought I could whup ye, but ye are too menny for us all.”
“And ye, Tom and Jerry?”