"Certainly I do," laughed Bob.
"Then won't yer let me have the boat like a good feller?"
"Honest, Dugan—I can't, 'til I hear. You can go out with us any time."
"Oh, ain't that partic'lar nice?" sneered "Little Bill." "Eh, Sanders, did you hear him?"
"Some people's middle name is meanness," was Sanders' diplomatic response.
Dugan was fast working himself into a passion.
"Old Barton intended to let me use that boat," he cried. "Onct he says ter me, 'Bill,' he says——"
"Here, here!" interrupted Havens; "you're raising an awful holler over nothin'."
"I'm standin' up fur me rights'. He says, 'Bill'——"
"Don't get mad, Dugan," said Bob, soothingly. "Come now—be sensible."