I didn't say anything, just looked at the river. Then all of a sudden a thought came to me.
I said, "Bert, you've got the cross already—haven't you? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Dunno—didn't think of it, I guess," he said.
"Tell me how you won it, Bert," I said; "please tell me."
But he just kept poking around with the stick and wouldn't tell me.
"Look at that worm," he said; and he held one up on his stick. "Good fishing bait around here, hey? What d'ye say we go back?"
That was just like him—just exactly like him.
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