“I think you are an adder, major, for you are adding one hard word to another,” laughed Tom Walton.
“Don’t give me any of your impudence!”
“Certainly not; I leave that to my betters.”
“Wolf, I only halted to tell you that Middleport will soon be too hot to hold you.”
“What do you mean by that, Tommy?” I asked gently.
“You know what I mean, well enough. You are a traitor, and are willing to bite the hand that feeds you.”
“I think not.”
“What have we done for you? Where did you get that watch and chain in your pocket?”
“My friends on this side of the lake gave me the watch and chain.”
“Humph! Well, my father paid for it!”