“Well, they must like you, Jerry, to give you all these,” said Tom.
Jerry studied his hands a moment.
“I—they didn’t exactly give me them,” he owned finally.
“Do you mean that you bought them?” asked Tom.
“Yes; but ’tain’t anything,” Jerry responded with elaborate carelessness.
“But—but—!” stammered Tom.
Nelson reached across with his foot and kicked Tom’s shin.
“It’s mighty good of you, Jerry,” he said gratefully. “Are you going to be there?”
“Somewheres about, I guess.”