But----" "Well, then, what have you got against me?
What do you all treat me so for ?" "I--er--but haven't you got anything against us ?" "Of course not.

What put such a thing into your head ?" "Honor bright--you haven't?
"Honor bright." "Swear it!" "I don't know what in the world you mean, but I swear it, anyway." "And you'll shake hands with me ?" "Goodness knows I'll be glad to! Why, I'm just starving to shake hands with somebody!" The swimmer muttered, "Hang him, he smelt a rat and never delivered the letter!--but it's all right, I'm not going to fetch up the subject." And he crawled out and came dripping and draining to shake hands.

First one and then another of the conspirators showed up cautiously--armed to the teeth--took in the amicable situation, then ventured warily forward and joined the love-feast.
And to Ed's eager inquiry as to what made them act as they had been acting, they answered evasively, and pretended that they had put it up as a joke, to see what he would do.

It was the best explanation they could invent at such short notice.

And each said to himself, "He never delivered that letter, and the joke is on us, if he only knew it or we were dull enough to come out and tell." Then, of course, they wanted to know all about the trip; and he said-- "Come right up on the boiler deck and order the drinks it's my treat.
I'm going to tell you all about it.