“I have but a hundred dollars.”
“And I—well, lad, I’m ashamed to say so, but I have only fifteen.”
“We’ll share and share alike, Luke.”
“No, lad. Luke Robbins is too proud to live upon a boy. I reckon I’d better stay at home.”
“But I want you to go and take care of me, Luke. How can I travel alone?”
Luke brightened up.
“That puts a different face on it, Ernest. If you think you need me, I’ll go.”
“I do need you.”
“Then go I will, but one thing is understood: I won’t take any of your money.”
“There won’t be any trouble on that score.”