“You’ve been talking about this?”
“A lot—to Step. He thinks it’s a great idea.”
Sam was not surprised by this information; nor was he greatly impressed. “I was thinking of your folks.”
“They don’t mind. That part’s all right—honest!”
Still Sam hesitated; noting which, Poke went on, eagerly:
“Come now! You know how the thing is. We ought to do something for Varley and——”
“That’s so. Only all of us ought to chip in.”
“Nonsense! He did it alone, and I’m going to do it alone. But it’ll count for the whole club. And we ought to get square with him, hadn’t we?”
“Y-yes.”
“Then let’s do it!” cried Poke triumphantly. “I’ll ask Varley to-day. Better, hadn’t I?” he concluded, of a sudden, questioning.