"We'll steal!" repeated Charles, who was beginning to find this rather an extraordinary kind of game.
"Certainly, since we are brigands."
"I won't steal."
"Oh, you'll steal, you'll steal," cried all the little boys. "You are a brigand, so you must steal."
"I will not steal."
"What does it signify to us," said Simon, who was always anxious to accommodate matters, "if you won't steal, so much the worse for yourself, that's all."
"Yes, if you are such a fool," said the others, "so much the worse for yourself—you'll get nothing."
"But what is the meaning of holding orgies?" said one of the troop. Charles explained that it meant to get tipsy.
"Ah! yes, and to smoke too," said Antony, again consulting his paper; "we will go together to the tavern."
"Of course they'll let you go there!" said Charles.