“Honest Injun.”
“Well, gimme them now then,” said William.
Mr. Moss hesitated.
“They wouldn’t be no New Year’s gift then, would they?” he said.
William considered.
“I’ll eat ’em to-day but I’ll think about ’em to-morrow,” he promised. “That’ll make ’em a New Year’s gift.”
Mr. Moss took out a handful of assorted fruit drops and passed them to William. William received them gratefully.
“An’ what good resolution are you going to take to-morrow?” went on Mr. Moss.
William crunched in silence for a minute, then,
“Good resolution?” he questioned. “I ain’t got none.”