“It’s done for,” he said as he replaced the covering. “What you takin’ it back for? It ain’t no good now.”
“My father thought I’d better.”
“What you goin’ to do about it?”
“I’ve got to stand the damage.”
“Why, you didn’t break it.”
“I know. But I helped carry it off; and if it hadn’t been carried off it wouldn’t have been broken.”
“I guess that’s right, too. But you didn’t snitch it alone. What about the rest of us?”
“I didn’t give any of you away. I shouldered the whole job.”
Slicker stood for a moment in deep contemplation. Finally he said: