“I don’t think I should like it,” Harry replied honestly.
“And why not? Is it not better than to be pent up in a city? Here we breathe the pure air of the woods; we listen to the songs of the birds; we are not chained to the desk or confined from morning till night in a close office.”
“That is true, but are there not some things you do not like about it,” asked Harry significantly.
“Such as what?”
“Is it not better to earn your living, even if you are chained to a desk, than to get it as you do?”
Harry felt that he was rather bold in asking this question, but he was reassured by the pleasant face of the young outlaw.
“Well,” admitted the latter, “there are some objections to our life.”
“It would not do for all to get their living as you do.”
“That is true. Some must work, in order that others may relieve them of a portion of their property.”
“Are you not afraid of being interfered with?”