Think you'd be willin' to learn ?" Martin paused to think.

The prospect was alluring.

A few months of it, and he would have time to himself for study.

He could work hard and study hard.
"Good grub an' a room to yourself," Joe said.
That settled it.

A room to himself where he could burn the midnight oil unmolested.
"But work like hell," the other added.
Martin caressed his swelling shoulder-muscles significantly.