“I want to join.”
“You!” ejaculated Tom.
“Come, come, Tom, no blackguarding now. You and I used to be good friends.”
“I’ve nothing against you, Fred—that is, if you’re not a traitor.”
“I want to join the company.”
“Is your father willing?”
“Of course he isn’t; but that needn’t make any difference.”
“But you don’t believe in our cause, Fred. We don’t want a traitor in the ranks.”
“Hang the cause! I want to go with the company.”
“Hang the cause? Well, I reckon that’s a good recommendation.”