“You would do big things!” sneered he.
“I should try to.”
“You can’t come it over me, as you did over my father.”
“I haven’t the least desire to come it over you. I expect to go into business on my own account pretty soon,” I replied.
“If it hadn’t been for me, you would have been captain of this boat,” said he, intending to throw his heaviest shot by this remark.
“Well, I suppose you did what you thought was best for the line; and if you are satisfied, I ought to be.”
“You didn’t make much when you ran away from Centreport.”
“Neither did I lose much. If we are both satisfied about that, we need not quarrel.”
“I shall always quarrel with you, Wolf Penniman, as long as I live,” he added spitefully. “I hate you!”
“Well, I hope you will have a good time. For my part, I don’t hate you, Waddie; and if I had a chance to do you a good turn, I would do it now as quick as ever I would.”