"What do you mean?
Has Mr.Fulkerson said anything yet ?" "Not a word.

He knows no more about it than I do.

Dryfoos hasn't spoken, and we're both afraid to ask him.

Of course, I couldn't ask him." "No." "But it's pretty uncomfortable, to be kept hanging by the gills so, as Fulkerson says." "Yes, we don't know what to do." March and Fulkerson said the same to each other; and Fulkerson said that if the old man pulled out, he did not know what would happen.

He had no capital to carry the thing on, and the very fact that the old man had pulled out would damage it so that it would be hard to get anybody else to put it.