"And you say I could have left a name?" said Rantoul, bitterly.
"You were wrong to tell me all this," said Herkimer.
"I owed you the explanation. What could I do?"
"Lie."
"Why?"
"Because, after such a confidence, it is impossible for you ever to see me again. You know it."
"Nonsense. I—"
"Let's go back."
Full of dull anger and revolt, Herkimer led the way. Rantoul, after a few steps, caught him by the sleeve.
"Don't take it too seriously, Britt. I don't revolt any more. I'm no longer the Rantoul you knew."