“There’s Joe’s.”
“Are you acquainted with Joe?”
“Yes.”
“Is your credit good with him?”
“I think he would trust me for a breakfast.”
“And me? You can introduce me as a friend of yours.”
“You haven’t been talking like a friend of mine,” said the first resentfully.
“Perhaps not. However, you must make allowances for my natural disappointment. You led me into it, you know.”
“If it comes to that, I have done you no harm. Even if the nugget wasn’t real, you had no claim to it.”
“You excited my hopes, and that’s enough to rile any man—that is, when disappointment follows. However, there’s no use crying over spilt milk. I have an idea that may lead to something.”