"Name Mulvy spokesman of the committee," shouted McHugh.
Frank protested, but they paid no attention to him. Soon the committee was formed, and was ready to go upstairs. They waited for Frank. As he did not move they said, "Step along, Mulvy, we are all ready."
"I said no. Count me out."
"Count you out, nothing," yelled several. "You're elected, now go."
Frank did not move. Sunney Galvin, one of the biggest boys in the Club, and a good fellow, walked up to him and said, "No nonsense, Frank, face the music; you owe it to Father Boone and the Club to help set matters right."
"Sunney, I said no, and that settles it."
"It settles nothing," said Sunney. "Unless you are in the scrape yourself, you'll go like a man and do your part. You have been chosen."
"Chosen or not, I don't go. That's final," he said with vigor.
"O ho, Mulvy, so there's somebody involved after all! You wouldn't play safe if you were not concerned."
"See here, Galvin," said Frank, "you know me well enough to know that I am square. Give a fellow credit for knowing his own business."