"And we're not goin' back on you, old man." The man turned appealing eyes to the woman of brilliance and audacity.
He felt that if he could be convicted of a contemptible action he would die.
"Shay, Nell, damn it, I allus trea's yehs shquare, didn' I?
I allus been goo' f'ler wi' yehs, ain't I, Nell ?" "Sure you have, Pete," assented the woman.

She delivered an oration to her companions.

"Yessir, that's a fact.

Pete's a square fellah, he is.

He never goes back on a friend.