"I know," replied Hermann, ripping off the coat, "but I ain't no politician."
"Nobody said you was, but all the fellows help a little."
"Sure; only I don't."
"Why not? We want to do well for the slate this time. Wesley Dyker's on it; you know him; he's all right."
"I ain't no politician, Schleger."
This stolid attitude plainly began to puzzle the proprietor.
"Don't be a fool, Hoffmann," he said. "The boys all have their eye on you, an' O'Malley don't forget any of his friends."
"Schleger, I got my own friends, und I make my own friends. I don't vant nussing I don't earn from nobody."
"But that sort of thing won't look right," argued Schleger. "You see, you're registered from here—
"No I ain't, Schleger; I'm registered from my own blace."