"Yes, it's me," Skip said, piteously. "Please don't drag me off."
"Please don't drag me off," Skip said, piteously. "I'll never hurt you or anybody else again."
"How did you come here?"
"With Billings; he made me do jest what he said, an' I didn't dare to show up in town."
"Why not?"
"'Cause I knew Mr. Wright would have me 'rested on account of pretty nigh killin' you."
"What?" Fred cried, in surprise. "Then it wasn't an accident?"
Skip literally groveled on the ground in his fear. He understood now that his share in that business had not been known until he himself betrayed the fact.