"The first favor I ever asked of you—the appointment of these two men."
"When I was elected, then, it wasn't intended I should have a free hand?"
"Free hand? Of course, of course." Tip was beginning to find the atmosphere oppressive. He passed a handkerchief across his beaded brow.
Observing which, Billy said affectionately, "It is hot in here. Shall I open a window?"
"Nemmine a window," Tip said. "Think a shake, Bill. Is it wise?"
"Wise?"
"You know what I mean."
"Not I," denied the cheerful Bill.
"You can't buck the party."
"There ain't no such word, but just for the sake of argument, why can't I?"