“Back to States, eh?”
“Back to the States nothing,” sniffed Tom.
“Why? What you do, then?” inquired Banes, fixing his dark eyes intently upon him.
“Don’t you worry.”
“What you mean?”
“That our crowd doesn’t intend to get away from Canada until we’ve learned what happened to Jed Warren—that’s what I mean.”
“I certainly shouldn’t like to,” said Bob, thoughtfully.
“Shouldn’t like to! Well, for my part, I won’t!” cried Tom, emphatically.
His hand came down on the table with sufficient force to rattle the dishes.
“If necessary I suppose you’ll clear it all up alone,” teased Larry, winking in the direction of Farr.