"Please, I'd like to go on," said Smeed.
"Oh, Hungry, can you do it?"
"Really?"
"You're goin' on?"
"Holy cats!"
"How'll you take them?" said Hickey, anxiously.
"I'll try another six," said Smeed, thoughtfully, "and then we'll see."
Conover, vanquished and convinced, no longer sought to intimidate him with horrid suggestions.
"Mr. Smeed," he said, giving him his hand in admiration, "you go ahead; you make a great record."