“Go ahead.”
“You’ve got to keep your eyes open.”
“I generally do,” answered Hector, smiling, “except at night.”
“I mean when Jim Smith’s round.”
“Why particularly when he is around?”
“Because he means to thrash you.”
“What for?”
“You are too independent. You don’t bow down to him, and look up to him.”
“I don’t mean to,” said Hector, promptly.
“If you don’t you’ll see trouble, and that very soon.”