Elmer flushed and shuffled from one foot to the other, hanging his head as if in embarrassment.

Finally he said, earnestly: "I wasn't no boob, Mr.Cleggett.

It was a snitch got ME settled.

I was a good cracksman, honest I was.

But I never had no luck." "I intended no reflection on your professional ability," said Cleggett, politely.
"Oh, that's all right, Mr.Cleggett," said Elmer, forgivingly.
"Nobody's feelin's is hoited.